This is what I've been waking up to every morning on my pillow since Sunday. My hair.
Darn that doxorubicin. It's taking its own sweet time to leave its imprint.
At least my curls hide the thinning and loss. So far. You MUST promise to tell me when it gets patchy and I need to wear a scarf.
And I just checked the side effects of the next two weeks' chemo: hair loss.
Well. At least I know it grows back.