It's been 4 days since my 2nd chemo, and hair loss is kicking in hard. I have to admit that I didn't think it would go so fast. Over the course of a few days my beard is practically gone. Psychologically it hit me harder than I thought it would. This entire thing, this whole endeavor feels like a battle of wills. Me vs That Dragon, Cancer. It's tough to keep a positive mindset when your sickness becomes so tangible. Every time I look in the mirror I'm reminded of that very fact. Tough doesn't even cut it.
So I'll keep on walking, drawing, painting and gaming to lighten my mood. And if modelling myself after Agent 47 is what it takes to make me feel better about my hairless face, then so be it.
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