And There Goes the Hair...

The scarf was just Step 1... after 2 days of seeing my hair come out in clumps and feeling the itchiness under my scarves, I realized it was time to just do away with it.  Friday night we had dinner at Michele and Bart's and I asked her if she could help a girlfriend out.  Michele has been cutting Bart's hair since the Navy days, so if anyone knows her way around a pair of clippers, it would be her.  We finish up a lovely dinner and then head down to the basement.  I guess a part of me feels sad - part of me understands that this is just part of the journey - a time to bond with my fellow cancer brothers and sisters.  So here I am... with less hair than when I first entered this world.