It's done - short hair! And it is short. It's a bit surprising to look at myself in the mirror still, but all in all I'm glad I decided to do it. I felt the need to work my way to bald in small steps hoping that when it does actually happen it wouldn't be too dramatic.
I'm smiling here but yesterday was harder then I expected. The kids didn't like it (but are getting used to it). It makes what I'm about to go through a bit more real for everyone including me. I also received the scarves I ordered in the mail yesterday. It was a lot of no-hair foreshadowing all at once and a bit overwhelming.
Ana and I cried together and then talked about it. I'm just so sorry that my family has to go through this with me. I wish I could spare them the grief and messiness of cancer.
Thursday is fast approaching. And the unknown will be known. Which I think will be better.
Great friends offered to take some pics of me right after the cut. They are so awesome - thanks Jason and Darcie Brown of Revival Arts
*Edited to add - Go Canucks!