It occurred to me on the week-end that I wasn't a victim of hair loss but rather by choosing a life saving treatment I had also chosen hair loss. (since it had been made clear that this would happen) I could have said no to chem. There are always consequences to choices and had I said no, I wouldn't have lost my hair but I may have lost my life. Of course we don't even know that for sure. So as a very favourite professor and author of mine, Dr. Arthur Frank reminds us, even when faced with half-choices from a limited array of possibilities, "we can shift the perspective from the disease to the illness. Because we can choose how we experience illness, we can be more than victims. Choice (even half-choice) can turn the worst of circumstances into an experience of value." So I have chosen to see my hair loss as part and parcel of a treatment that for me is life-giving and I can live with that.
Although I am no poet I have written a poem for my hair. You will have to read it later today since I am not able to format it correctly, for the blog. More learning, but I will be back.