I felt insane. First, I couldn't think of anything else. But also, because it was the right thing to do. I had been losing my hair all week, beginning Day 12 after chemo. My parents, visiting for Passover, were thrilled to see me looking normal and healthy, and I was happy to comply.
Cancer is a disease as much about appearance as reality.
We won't know how the tumor cells are doing until the next CT scan. But we all know that a woman with her own curly hair is doing well. By the end of their stay I was leaking hair all over my pillow. I wore my wig for my folks, so they wouldn't go into shock the next time. You'll do fine.