Monthly Archives: May 2018

Hair today, gone tomorrow.

It’s amazing how good having family around feels during tough times. Last week my dad’s sister visited and that week felt like one of those tiny moment’s I’ve talked about before. The ones we look for that show us some relief, some good. The week before that my older sister visited and accompanied us to a doctor visit that finally felt optimistic in even just the tiniest of bits. This week my younger sister visits and one of my brother’s came for the weekend from college. My family is the rare kind. The best kind. The kind that is there for each other each step of the way through the good and the tough.

The other night I stopped by home to check on my Dad and to also hang out with my younger sister who flew in. My dad was sitting on his bed when I came in and he said, “check this out.” He reached up, took a hand full of hair and pulled lightly. Small strands filled his palm as he reached out to show me. The hair loss had begun from the second round of chemo. We were disappointed because we didn’t expect it to start this quickly. The day before he had a full epic mustache. The next day it had noticeably thinned.  He took control that next day and made an appointment to go ahead and cut it all. I’ve documented bits and pieces of this journey and it’s always so surprising how each step feels so monumental. We go in for our second full day of chemo next week. We find relief in those few good days in between each session. We find hope within our family.

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