The time had come to shave my head. In true Bass family fashion, we made a party out of it.
We cranked the music, danced, ate popcorn and Eric shaved my head. Personally, I think he enjoyed it a little too much.
Karsyn told me that I looked even "more beautiful-er than before." Houston loves that I look just like him now.
I like that I'm not leaving a trail of hair everywhere I go.
I feel ok about it. My head isn't as lumpy as I had worried it would be. The kids' reaction was better than I could have ever hoped.
I know that in order to get better, I have to have chemo. If I have chemo, I have to lose my hair.
It's just part of the journey and I couldn't ask for a better support team to have on this ride with me!
Never stop dancing. :)