Finally Going Bald!

On Monday, June 6, Charles set up a little kid friendly barber shop on our back patio in order to finally shave my hair.  I say finally because once you hear that you will be on chemotherapy, you start to try to envision what it will be like to lose your hair.  You slowly come to terms with it....and then you're ready to do it because your hair starts coming out in fistfuls and that can be kinda gross. 

I'm actually kind of glad to have to go through this process because now I know how much I like having short hair!  That is part of the silver lining.  I am already missing my short hair do....but had a great time putting away all the hair stuff in my bathroom...like my curling iron, flat iron, hair clips, hair brush, blow dryer...my bathroom counter has lots less on it!  Also, I've always been kinda jealous of people who had short hair and of guys because of how much less their shower/getting ready time is dominated by the hair part of the process.....I've always thought, "How nice it would be to not have to worry about your hair...".  Well.....  now I know!  :)

"Before"

My barber...my husband....my caregiver.....my friend....a good man

As Charles cut, I sang songs to the girls .... "You are my sunshine..." , "Zaccheus was a wee little man..." and "I'm a little teapot".  Charles was very careful and told me he loved me a few times and told me I was doing great.  :) 

Our little scene....

Now, back when I was taking ideas for new short hairstyles to lead up to me getting used to my hair loss, my good friend, Tajia, mentioned several times that she really wanted me to get a mohawk.  So, Tajia, this picture is for you!

Once I looked at myself, I wasn't as shocked as I had anticipated.  I guess having so much time to prepare for it mentally helped a lot.  But, don't get me wrong...it is a crazy thing to look at your reflection and see 'baldy baldersox' (another blogger's term).....especially when you've had long hair all your life, until recently. 

Checking out the look that I had tried to envision since I heard
sweet Nurse Daphne say the word, "chemotherapy".  Not as bad as I had thought!
See that scar above my ear?  That's from my big wreck back in 1996! 

I let the girls touch my head and see me up close and they didn't seem to think much of it.
That is one of the blessings in the timing of this event in my life, because
they don't understand and they love so freely & openly....and don't know to be
embarrassed by my drastic change in looks.

Macy, checking out my new look....

"After......."

Ok, so remember, I don't want my baldness and hair loss and chemo to be the elephant in the room.  I'm laying it all out there because I want to 'keep it real' as the young folks say.  Hope this post isn't too shocking for anyone.  Sharing these pictures helps me. 

Thanks in advance for your support and kind words!
I love y'all and I know you love me.
Thank you.

PS - As you know, Charles shaved his hair as well as a show of support....I'll post a picture of him soon!