hair cutting time

Ok. Since Memorial Day I've noticed that my hair was thinning. After my last chemo, I noticed I wasn't really able to comb it anymore so I had been using my wide bristle brush. Not sure what to call the brush but it's the one that has a black poofy cushion that holds those plastic bristle with the silver plastic bulb on it. Hope that description helped. LOL! Mid last week both my mom, who also cut her hair short with me, and I planned to go get our hair washed but I had explained to her I wasn't sure if I could due to the condition of my hair. By Friday, I called my hairdresser back and canceled... I just didn't think my hair would hold up; it literally was falling out if you touched it. :(

Saturday

Me and my crew; husband, kids, and mom; went to a beauty supply shop to check out some wigs. Guys, other than a fro that I had purchased some time ago for a party I had NEVA worn a wig. The young lady that was there became helpful once I explained my purpose and lack of expertise on selecting a style. We pick several and she helped me try on and fix them. LOL! too funny some of the stuff the kids picked. By the time we were done, my hair was everywhere. On the floor, on the table, in the chair, on my clothes.... EVERYWHERE! I finally asked A.D. to go ahead and cut it. I just couldn't cope with seeing my locks falling out like that.

Sunday

Today is our 12th year anniversary. :) We got up round about the same time. I did a little clean up in the kitchen and he got the supplies together to do my hair. talk about anxiety build up. Trust me... it not that I truly mind but it's the reason I had to cut that got me. I felt .... upset! robbed! hurt!

So, I take my seat, look in the mirror, and sighed. Yea, y'all know my husband encouraged me and told me that "it'll be ok", "you're still beautiful","I love you no matter what your head looks like." He starts by using a wide tooth comb to lift up what was left of my tapered bob. :) He was ever so tender as he handled this now dead hair yet it somewhat withered outta the comb and fell to the floor. I think it shocked him as well. After the longer stuff was gone, the clippers came out. As he gingerly cut away, I couldn't help but shed a few tears... well maybe more than a few. When it was all said and done and I finally stopped bah-hooing, I took a look and decided this wasn't so bad. It was cut on a 2 guard at my request. Needless to say A.D. was right when he suggested the 1. After I showered and washed what little hair I had less, all the loose strand fell out as well... I didn't realize it at first but I did the hold another mirror behind you thing to see the back. Y'all I bah-hooed like a baby. My head was now patchy in the center. Shoulda listened to my husband and cut on the #1. :(

Finally I got it together and went out to breakfast with my wonderful husband. What an emotional day. From one extreme to the other.