One of the many things I was looking forward to when I ended chemo treatments was having hair again. Not only hair on my head but what I really wanted was eyebrows and eyelashes. Every day there was a thorough examination in the magnetized mirror to see if there was an eyelash or eyebrow forming. Fingers crossed daily – hoping to see some progress.
It finally happened one morning. Were my eyes deceiving me? Was that a hair I was seeing? It was! I had a hair! Notice I said “a” hair. One, I had one hair. While I was pleased that my body was producing hair, I was not thrilled with its location.
You see, I finally get a hair and it’s on my chin! Yep, my chin! Wait it gets better. It’s white. OMG! Really! Is this the Universe’s idea of a cruel joke? I have white chin hair?!? It was bad enough having chin hair when it was black but white?!?
I quickly grab the tweezers and remove the offending hair. Laughing to myself afterwards I was thinking just my luck – I finally get hair it’s on my chin and its white! Yep story of my life. Quickly getting over my indignance; I actually smile. My body made a hair today, albeit not where I wanted it, but it made a hair! I got to do something normal today – I plucked a pesky chin hair. The road back to normalcy is beginning. Whoop Whoop!