So let’s be honest first. We’re in the circle of trust. I mean we should be in the circle of trust by now, I hope. I just came home from an impromptu girls night to celebrate my hair cutting. As I document this experience, know that I am also intoxicated.
Losing your hair during chemotherapy is a well known fact. There are options. I’ve heard of cold packs, which may be covered by insurance, but they’re not guaranteed. I’ve also heard you may lose hair on other parts of you body like eye brows, eye lashes, legs (which I’d be ok with). Point being, if I lose eye brows and eye lashes, why spend money to “maybe” save the hair on top of my head. No cold pack here. I chopped my hair today in anticipation of losing it. I did it early so I could donate healthy hair to, HairWeShare.Org. I could have waited weeks for it to naturally fall out, but if I had long enough hair I felt no other option except to donate.
Funny, when I dropped the package off at the Gilberts post office, the woman working said it was her second hair donation package for the day. Made me smile. Thank you other Gilberts hair donator, for whatever reason you decided to donate.
My chopping of the hair experience was perfect. I had a few people to offer to make the drive with me. I was driving to my sister-in-laws (Stacie Sherman) salon in WI (Salon Salon). I decided I wanted to make this journey by myself, personal. The fact that I had my sister-in-law with me was perfect. Stacie, my sister-in-law, had done research and took polls on the best cut for me. My hair is a beast; thick and curly. I loved the time we were able to spend together. I think she appreciated the trust I put in her. I had no doubts. Proof in the pudding.
Pictures of me with my boys this weekend (goodbye hair dinner) and to today…
So it’s obviously much different than what I’m used to. My biggest concern as is EVERY women, will I be able to style this after I wash it myself. We’ll see.
Tonight, hence the reason I am currently intoxicated and give no apologies for grammar, my neighbors had a girls night for me. The support they offer and give is indescribable. I don’t think I can ever really verbalize how much I appreciate them. It’s a different kind of friendship that you find when you’re going through something like this. Trust me, I have so many other friends that would pull their left toenail out for me, but these girls here, I would give my left or right toenail for. This is just the beginning of my bumpy road ahead. There will be many others that enter my life, that I welcome. They will help me, or I will help them, or we will help each other. However it works out, I hope they like wine.
When was your last mammogram? Boobies first.