I'm thrilled beyond belief that I actually have hair again. When it fell out after my first chemotherapy treatment I embarked on one of the most difficult periods of my life and I'm so grateful its over. Because having no hair made me feel like an alien and every time I looked in the mirror I was reminded of the battle I was fighting. It was not a fun time in my life.
And then, the battle hopefully over, I looked longingly in the mirror waiting, waiting, waiting for something to appear! What if I was the one person whose hair never grew back? Suppose I was destined to never have hair again, ever? How would I deal with that? It was a difficult time of uncertainty and it seemed to take forever for the early signs to appear: first a little fuzz, then the "chia pet" look and finally, by November, real hair coming back. Phew! But then....my patience was wearing thin as I approached Christmas with barely enough hair to qualify as a "head full". It took forever to look like something.
And here I am now, a full six months since it started to come back, and its like nothing I've ever dealt with before. It has a kinky, frizzy quality I can't seem to figure out what to do with and many mornings I throw my hands up in frustration. If only the afro was still in style I'd be so hip right now! They tell me this will eventually be more like my old hair was but for now at least, I'm channeling the late 1960s and getting in touch with my "groovy" self. What a journey this has been! And how grateful am I to have hair again?
And then, the battle hopefully over, I looked longingly in the mirror waiting, waiting, waiting for something to appear! What if I was the one person whose hair never grew back? Suppose I was destined to never have hair again, ever? How would I deal with that? It was a difficult time of uncertainty and it seemed to take forever for the early signs to appear: first a little fuzz, then the "chia pet" look and finally, by November, real hair coming back. Phew! But then....my patience was wearing thin as I approached Christmas with barely enough hair to qualify as a "head full". It took forever to look like something.
And here I am now, a full six months since it started to come back, and its like nothing I've ever dealt with before. It has a kinky, frizzy quality I can't seem to figure out what to do with and many mornings I throw my hands up in frustration. If only the afro was still in style I'd be so hip right now! They tell me this will eventually be more like my old hair was but for now at least, I'm channeling the late 1960s and getting in touch with my "groovy" self. What a journey this has been! And how grateful am I to have hair again?
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B...I'm sorry, but this song just ran through my mind while reading your blog. I hope you can see the humor in it. I'm thrilled for you to have your hair returned, and pray that it will become more manageable in the days ahead.
" Gimme a head with hair, long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there, hair!
Shoulder length, longer (hair!)
Here baby, there mama, Everywhere daddy daddy
CHORUS:
Hair! (hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair)
Flow it, Show it;
Long as God can grow it, My Hair!
(((hugs))))
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