Weak, limp and lifeless...

...Talking about my hair, just to clarify that for the perverts out there. I never realised just how quickly my hair would fall out once it started. Today has been the worst day for it as it just kept coming out. I am now going to bed with a massive bald patch on one side and I'm looking forward to finding out how much will be left in the morning. I am guessing that the more I fidget, the more will come out.
I am not upset by it anymore but I don't have the courage yet to shave it all off. I think it will hit me hard once it's all gone. It will just be a constant reminder of this horrible illness but at the same time it's a reminder that I am a strong person and I will get through it. I was hoping that my hair will be there till Monday as I have an appointment with a wig specialist to see what they could offer me and it would be good to show what my hair colour is now. It would be a real hair wig and depending on how silly it looks I might consider getting one. Just to help draw attention away from me as I wouldn't want people staring at me or treating me any different unless it's to skip queues at theme parks or discount off food bills... Only joking.
So yea at the moment it looks like a 6 year old with an electric razor just took to me hair. But I don't want to wear a beanie as that would probably just get rid of even more hairs. Also the feel of my hair is sooo different to my normal hair. It actually feels 'weak, limp and lifeless' like Cheryl Cole would say but not even L'oreal could help it. At least I know what she means now with that saying.
Tomorrow morning i have got my PICC line insertion. I am dreading it and probably more than the bone marrow one as i don't like needles or things going up my veins! It's just not a nice feeling and I just hope they do it really quickly. I wish they would also give me gas and air. That shit was great last time.
So anyways here is a pic of my sexy bald patch and I will let you know how my insertion went tomorrow.