Okay, so today is the dreaded day. My hair is falling out!
I knew it was coming but it still hits hard. I think tonight is the night I'll have to have Don shave my head.
We, the family, have had a few discussions about shaving my head. They wanted it done here as opposed to having my hairdresser do it. At first I wasn't sure I wanted my family to be witness to this event, but the more I thought about it, I realized doing it this way actually made me feel more comfortable as they are obviously feeling comfortable with me having no hair.
We also have had some great conversations about the fact that my kids wanted to shave their heads in support of me. Even my son's girlfriend was willing to do it. The first time this came up, I told them both that I didn't want them to do that, but how much it meant to me that they were willing to do that. But the subject kept coming up and my son was pretty adamant that that's what he wanted to do. His hair is pretty long, so I know this will be a sacrifice for him.
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