[Jean]

Kriss,
Only we understand and know what it is like to have a "NO hair day".

For my experience with this when I lost the first clump and watched it
fall on the tile floor of my shower I made up my mind that I would go to
a salon and have the hair taken off and have them give me give me a "GI Jane" hair style.

I went to a salon three towns over from mine - made the appt. sat down in the chair and the poor hair stylist was a nervious wreck. He kept asking me
are you sure you want it shaved? The other women in the salon soon observed what was going on. It didn't matter to me since I didn't know anyone.
In my family I have always looked like my Mom. Well after this I knew I would be looking like my Father (yes, he was bald)....

When he was done I took out my wig and put it. The woman in the salon
all got up from their chairs and embraced me (they figured out what was going on pretty fast) hugged me and even told me I didn't need the wig I looked beautiful! I felt so loved from these wonderful woman. The hair stylist (who was a man) had tears in his eyes.

The point being - what I thought would be a very difficult scene turned out
to be a love fest in the salon. Cancer teaches us so very much (that is the up side of this monster disease).

Yes - cancer take our hair - but it cannot and will not take our beauty!

God Bless,
Jean