Not a great lot has changed since then - except for the amount of hair on my head. Sorafenib only has the effect of hair-thinning in one in four people - and it seems I'm one of the 'lucky' ones - with a vengeance. Whilst I have been wearing hats/beanies for a few weeks now, there begs the question - at what stage do you actually shave off the rest of your hair and become bald? When speaking with several cancer nurses about this, they just smile and say, "oh you'll know when you're ready". Hmm, well this week I knew - I was ready. No more picking hairs out of my collars and hairbrush, no more sweeping up hairs off the bathroom floor (leaning over my wheelchair with the hand broom). Then to add insult to injury, the scissors slipped sideways while I was trimming my skimpy fringe and I cut it sideways, just like little kids do with scissors (eh, Caitlin??) So this morning I headed out (in the rain) to see what my lovely hairdresser could do. She actually did a very commendable job, leaving me with a whisper of hair all over, and also a slight fringe. So it's done! I now have less hair on my head than I had 66 years ago (according to my one baby photo). So it's hats for now - and please understand if I don't feel like taking off my hat to reveal my bare head - there's just a hint of vanity left in me! I don't think I will get a wig, though the local Portland hospital is about to start up a 'wig bank' - not sure how I feel about that yet. It's even possible to buy a 'stick-on fringe' to attach to your hat - oh the things one learns that you never thought you'd need to know...
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