Wiggin' Out

Let's talk about wigs.  Not these Whigs, not these Whigs, but actual wigs.  As previously noted, the combination of whole brain radiation therapy and the clinical trial drug conspired to cause Jacque's hair to begin to fall out.  This was not a big deal, as we knew we'd get to this point once chemo started (scheduled for next Wednesday).  Once it had thinned to the point that she couldn't stand it anymore, she took it all off, as we joked about on Facebook (if you haven't watched this, actually even if you have, it's worth your two minutes).  While we waited for the wig to arrive, she generally wore scarves or hats. 

However, one morning she came out of the bedroom with nothing on, which blew some of the kids' minds.  I should note that we've had some discussions with all the kids about how Jacque has cancer, will be seeing lots of doctors and might have some side effects.  Apparently, I got sidetracked during that conversation with Duke & Charlie (and to be fair, if you've ever held a conversation with 5-year old Charlie, you know how easy that is) and neglected to mention the hair loss.  Duke was convinced, I mean, CONVINCED, that she was going to go back into the bedroom and come out with hair.  We all had a good laugh about that.  Pro tip - in the absence of actual cancer, a bald cap could be a lot of fun with kids.

So as of this week, Jacque is now sporting this hot 'do!

Special thanks to everyone that has helped out, offered to help, or just sent positive vibes our way.  Good things are happening, stay tuned!