Hair loss? What hair loss?
Week Three felt more like a camping trip with friends than it did a week of treatment. Before all this went down, we had planned to go camping with friends - something we've done each summer for the past few years. They suggested that we simply change the campground to something close to London rather than cancel and we're glad we did. We borrowed a tent trailer from a friend and made it to the campground on Monday in time to unhitch the trailer and head to Victoria Hospital. Our friends arrived later that afternoon and we had a great time camping with them all week. All of my appointments were early in the morning, so we were able to get up, leave the kids with our friends, take a quick trip to the hospital, grab some coffee (of course) then get back to the campground to enjoy the rest of the day.
I had a few mild headaches this week, but they sorted themselves out in short order. The doctors told me that typically patients start to lose their hair after 10 treatments, but I didn't notice any hair loss this week... until Sunday morning. There were a few bare patches, but when I gave the side of my head a rub, lots more came with it. I figured that if I'm going to lose hair, it's going to be on my terms, so after a little time with the clippers on Sunday afternoon I had a new look. I'm told it accentuates my beard, and that can never be a bad thing.