This morning when I combed my hair, it was falling like a thick mat on my shoulders. I carried on through the day, picking it off my face and my laptop and my lunch plate, then phoned my son to come and take it all off.
Today, I don't feel like "being positive" and if someone says it to me I might scream. I look like a boiled egg and although we all know that having cancer is not fair and that saying or thinking it makes no difference to anything, it doesn't stop me wanting to stamp my feet, lie on the floor howling and screaming "it's not fair"
Sorry about that, but trying not to upset my family too much, as the whole thing is quite traumatic for them too. Consequently ladies, I have let rip on this site. As I said.....sorry.