Hang on ... I know that feeling

My head’s all sore again.  I think what bit of hair I have left might be getting ready to fall out.

It’s hard to describe if you haven’t experienced it for yourself but the follicles are really tender. Just to lie on a pillow and move my head causes the hair to move in the root, and that hurts.

But at least I’m prepared for it this time and Mr P’s clippers are at the ready, should I decide to take the plunge and shave it all off.

It’s really odd how each cycle follows such a similar pattern – almost to the day.  Each week brings a different set of symptoms (to a greater or lesser extent) and then they subside in favour of something else!

However it does make it easier to plan for things. I have chemo every third Wednesday and so avoid making commitments for the weekend immediately after. The following weekend I might manage a low-key night out (but not alcohol) and by the third weekend (i.e. this weekend!) I’m ready for a right good knees-up.

Fortunately, we have one planned. Mr P. and I belong to an amateur theatre group and tonight is the opening of its Spring production.  We’re both very much looking forward to seeing the show, with a glass of cheap wine and a choc-ice, and I'm sure all our friends will be fantastic.

So ‘break a leg’, Beaufort Players, and we’ll see you all very soon!