The Big Shave

Well, I have finally done it, I've shaved off my hair! No, I haven't joined the ranks of Britney Spears and shaved it off for attention but have mentally and physically prepared myself for my impending loss of lovely locks.  I am not prepared to sit back and wait for the drugs to decide when they will attack my hair follicles. I am the boss, I am in charge and it will go when I say so! I start my chemotherapy on the 15th April; two thirds of the way through this journey that nobody wants to take. I am almost to the finish line.

Once my hair starts to fall I will have to shave it anyway as it comes out in clumps so I thought it best to do it whilst I am feeling strong, well and happy.  Whilst the roast was cooking on Sunday night, our bathroom became a barbershop.  Darren was revving up the clippers and all keen to go......my heart was racing...but there was no going back. The pictures are self explanatory.

I braved the big wide world this morning and ventured out in public to our local shopping mall to go and get my bloods taken at the lab. I avoided making eye contact with anyone in the carpark and prayed that a big gust of wind would not suddenly rip through the carpark and take my hair with it. I opened the door to the lab waiting room and.... the room was full!  Talk about being thrown in at the deep end. There were 12 people waiting and I had to wait in front of them all at the counter behind another lady who seemed to take forever. I kept telling myself, it is only you that knows it's a wig.  When I at last could take a seat, I glanced around to see if anyone was staring at me......nope, they weren't. I felt quite warm and as my head started to heat up, it began to itch and itch. I tried to be discreet and scratch it but was so aware that one false move by a wayward finger nail would send the wig flying across the floor and I would be left sitting there with my bristles showing for all the world to see; so I suffered in silence.  I have had it on for half a day now and the itchiness seems to be going away abit. Thank goodness we are moving into the colder months.  I am off the hair dressers tomorrow afternoon as the fringe is a bit long, so they will trim that for me. 

So, I no longer have to do my hair each morning for the next 6 months or so.  All the upkeep this thing requires is a quick wash in a mild detergent once a week and shaken and left on its' stand to dry. Because it is made of artificial hair, I do have to be careful when cooking or around anything that gives off heat as it will melt the strands and the last thing I want is a clumpy mess....not the look I am going for.