Since Chemo on Friday, I have noticed quite a lot of hair starting to fall out, especially if I run my fingers through my hair. Not only was it coming out, but I could also visually see bald patches on my scalp. The last few days I have also been getting quite a lot of headaches, but it wasn’t like normal headaches. It was more like a hair ache. It was like wearing my hair in a ponytail all day too tight, and the associated ache that came with it! So, every time I moved my head, or my hair moved in a direction, it would hurt my scalp. So, I decided it was time! – SHAVE IT OFF!!
So, we called my friend Holly who bought round some clippers and we went to town with it set to a grade 1! Holly and Laura both kept asking me if I was sure this was what I wanted to do, and the answer was simply yes! My head was hurting, it was going to fall out anyway, so let’s just get it done!
Holly was charged with doing the shaving as Laura couldn’t quite face being the one to do it. I could feel Holly’s hands shaking as she did the first touch of the head, and as she pulled the clippers back, that was it! It had begun!
Now honestly – it tickled me! Having the clippers vibrate against your scalp is a weird feeling but very refreshing! While being clipped, I video called my mum, dad, and my friend Sammy, as I know she would want to see it happening! Also took some stupid pictures along the way!
Now and again we would stop to see where we had got up to and where we had missed, and I would look at Laura. She had those tears in her eyes again, as she did at the salon when I had the length of my hair chopped off. I get it. I was changing. My look was changing, and it wasn’t because of a style change. It was because I had cancer, and this was going to be a permanent reminder for the next … however long… that I was unwell. The hardest thing for Laura, is that she will see my head like this every day…. however….. I don’t!
After checking the head over and making sure we had got all the fluff off from behind my ears, I looked in the mirror. And you know what – I don’t hate it! I quite like it! Other than having a pug neck (the rolls of fat that build up on the back of your neck), I have a decent-shaped head!
After about an hour or so, I think Laura succumbed to the fact that she liked the short hair, and she was constantly playing with it! What was again supposed to be a very emotional time for me, turned out to be a bit of fun with friends, and the result was surprisingly good!
I like my bald head, and I am going to rock it for as long as I can!