As you know, Wednesday started the hair loss adventure. Yesterday, Tom left his hair alone for the most part, and then this morning in the shower a majority of what was left fell out. It was clear it was time to just shave the rest off because the spots were so scattered. So…our date night began on the back patio, with him wearing a garbage bag, and me shaving his head with the clippers. I did what any logical person would do and immediately shaved an “H” in his head. Considering we all know how he handles needles, I would never anticipate a tattoo with my name on it – so I felt like this was an important thing to do. (For the record, I’m kidding and would never want him to get a tattoo) I got as close as possible with the clippers we had, but we knew there was more left to do after our first round on the patio. I’m sure our neighbors thought we were absolutely crazy, but I doubt that was the first time they thought that due to an incident with a bee and a tennis racket over the summer, so I’m not going to lose any sleep over it.
Later in the evening after some dinner and a movie on the couch – we started part two. The razor blade to his head. Do you want to have a trust exercise for your marriage? Have your spouse cover your head in shave gel and trust them to take a razor to it. Luckily, we had some guidance from a friend who has experience shaving their head… so I quite literally took a deep breath, closed one eye (just kidding), and went for it. Fast forward 20 minutes after some laughs and one close call with the tip of his ear and we’ve officially taken ownership of the hair loss!
I personally feel like he’s rocking it – see below - but some of my favorite quotes from him while getting adjusted to his new look include:
- “I can’t take a picture and not look like Lex Luther!”
- “I feel like an evil mastermind now – I’m taking over the world!”
- “My head is cold”
- “I’m just trying to look like your Dad” (referring to my father who has a similar look)
Tom is feeling very good, which is exactly what should be happening before our next chemo. We met with both oncologists yesterday and they are both very happy with how well he is doing and the results of his blood tests. Our one oncologist was shocked at how well Tom was doing – I’m so incredibly proud of him – he’s really trying hard to beat this thing and it’s working!
So, this weekend we get ready for another round of chemo and try to salvage every moment of him feeling a bit better. Plus, tomorrow starts the next series for the Cubs’ quest for the World Series – so if you don’t have a team to root for, feel free to support the Cubs (or root against the Mets) so we can keep these games going through treatment! Until next time...