No more bad hair days...lol

Today I made a decision, I was tired of looking like a newborn with peach fuzz on my head. To top it all off the hair that was left was all white, I guess that will be interesting when it grows back after my treatments. 

Throughout my treatments and diagnosis I have always tried to be in control as much as possible. I decided that cancer would not come back in my breast, so I decided they would both come off. Before my chemo started I decided to cut my beautiful locks short to make the impact lighter.  Well then I decided to shave it short from the pain of it falling out. Today I decided enough was enough and shaved the rest of it off.

It was very hard for me to hold back tears as I looked at myself in the mirror with shaving cream all over my head and my husband with the razor helping me shave the back of my head. An image that one never wants to imagine never mind actual live through.  Never in a million years did I ever imagine something like this and it is moments like this that grow us closer together. I love him for his strength and the strength that he gives me. I must say it feels liberating and strange at the same time, i will always be one step ahead of this intruder.