Goodbye hair……..
Today I had an appointment at the hair shop to have my wig fitted. It turned out that the one I had chosen could not be ordered in a bigger size and so I ended up having to choose from four other ones. There were two really nice ones, but one looked too ‘perfect’ and the other one was much more realistic, so I chose the more realistic one! It was very similar to the original one I had chosen anyway.
Afterwards, I went to Mum and Dad’s for a cup of tea and to show them my new hair and Aunty Sheila was there too. I had not noticed in the shop, but where I had been taking wigs on and off, it had obviously rubbed my head about a bit and I had a bald patch right at the front of my head. This was a bit upsetting, even though I have known for three weeks that my hair was going to fall out. When I had it cut last week, it was not super short, and there was still quite a bit of hair on my head. If I was going to start getting bald patches, I was going to resemble Lou of ‘Lou and Andy’ from Little Britain.
So, I went home, burst into tears and when Chris came home, he found me in a bit of a state. I asked him to get the clippers and shave my head. This was followed by a search of the whole house and the loft in search of some clippers. We know that we have some, but could we find them?! So Chris went to borrow his brother in law’s. When he came back, I kneeled on a chair in the kitchen with my head bent over and Chris shaved my head so that my hair was about an inch long all over. It was horrible and I cried my eyes out. It seems so silly now, its only hair and it will grow back, and it was probably just vanity, but when you have had long hair for years and years it is an awful feeling to see those clippers coming towards you. I didn’t even cry as much when they told me I had cancer. The head shaving made it real somehow though.
When I looked in the mirror it actually wasnt that bad, even though Chris had given up with the clippers and swapped to the kitchen scissors halfway through! I felt much better afterwards. It was upsetting for both of us. As Chris said, its not every day your girlfriend asks you to shave her head.
So, its done now. I had to do it from a practical point of view, hair was coming out all over the place, getting in the plughole, all over my clothes etc and it is much better to have it as short as possible when that is happening I think.
After we had hoovered up, Chris went to Sainsburys while I cooked the dinner and returned with beer and wine, so we had dinner with a (large) drink, and the jokes, laughter and general silliness soon returned. I went to bed wearing one of those shower caps you get in hotel rooms to stop hair from getting all over the place! Its 6am now, I have been up for about an hour already, but think I will attempt a couple more hours sleep now……