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To Shave... That Is The Answer...

July 25, 2018

I did it.  Well, technically, Monika did it.  Friday.  Late afternoon. 

 

What made me decide you ask?  Well, by Friday, I hadn't washed my hair yet which was almost a week since getting it dooed and it was time.  I procrastinated for as long as I could because I was a little afraid of how much hair would come out.  You see, every time I ran my fingers through my hair, they came out hairier than Chewbacca. 

 


So, into the shower I went muttering to myself.  I can do this.  We're OK.  I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.  I can do this.  We're OK.  I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.  

 

Shampoo.  Scrub.  Not too long or hard.  Look at my hands.  Oh boy!  That's a lot of hair!  I can do this.  We're OK.  I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.  Rinse. 

 

Conditioner.  Smooth it on.  Look at my hands.  Breathe.  Oh boy!  That's a lot of hair!  How much has already gone down the drain?!  I can do this.  We're ok.  I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.  He sure does and I sure can.  Rinse. 

 

Finish shower.  Open curtain.  The mirror isn't quite across from where I'm standing.  Lean eeeever so slowly over and look in the mirror.  Phew!  I still have hair!  It does look thinner though.  Maybe it's time.  It's super windy out.  If I shave it, I won't have to worry about going out in a stiff breeze without a hat on and watching my hair fly by. 

 

There's no question that I am NOT going to blow dry.  Can you imagine?  Hair flying all over the place.  Bald spots galore.  Umm...  No thanks.  Not sure why I had asked Nic that morning to send some pomade with Dad who is coming for a visit after seeing her.  I'm just going to slap a hat on and go about my business.  Maybe see if Monika can fit me in at the end of her day tomorrow (Saturday).  I'll check later.

 

Not sure exactly how it came about but at 3:05 pm, I made the decision that it was time so texted Monika to see if she could fit me in at the end of her day on Saturday.  She texted back at 4:53 pm asking if there was any way I could be there in 45 minutes.  Texted my support system (my lovely seester Nic), she picked me and April (my youngest daughter) up and off we went.  

 

It was easier than I thought it would be.  Funny how that happens when you're ready.  My eyes filled with tears when I sat down and was draped but that's it.  No more tears after that.  Well, no tears from me.  April shed quite a few and that's perfectly OK.  It became really real for her then.

 

We joked.  We laughed.  Monika sang a couple lines of Sinead O'Connor's Nothing Compares to You.  I'd post the video but Monika will still be cutting my hair after this is all said and done.  Never get on the bad side of the person holding the business end of the scissors. Nic...  Are you listening?  Thank you ladies for making the experience fun.  Mooah!!!  Mooah!!!  Mooah!!!

 

It's taken me a while to blog about it.  Not sure why.  Maybe because I'm 95% ok with it.  5% not. 

 

Having no hair is a little weird, however...

 

 

 

So you see, it's gonna be awesome!

 

Even after almost four full days without hair, I am still taken aback a little when I look in the mirror.  April came home from summer school yesterday and I came around the corner and she gave a little "oh".  She forgot that I had no hair.  

 

THINGS I'VE LEARNED (so far) SINCE "THE SHAVE"

 

1.  I have a nicely shaped melon.  No dents, divots or mulligans.

 

2.  The 5 o'clock shadow on my head is dark!!  I've been colouring the grey out of my hair forever so totally thought it would be silver.  Monika was surprised too.

 

3.  My forehead isn't as big as I always thought it was.

 

4.  You really have more hair than you think.  As it was coming off, I thought that maybe I had made a mistake because there was still a lot there.

 

5.  A bald head sweats as much as a haired head.

 

6.  A bald head feels the cold WAY more.

 

7.  I might just be able to pull this off.

 

 

Oh ya.  I just about forgot!!  

 

 

          

 

Nic generously offered to come and do my make up before church on Sunday so I took her up on it. She made me look extra B-E-A!  I appreciate and love her so much for that and so many other things she's done for me since this journey began.  

 

 

          

                                                                 

 

Who is that person looking back at me in the mirror?

She looks different - yet familiar.  

Will she ever get used to it?

Take another look.

Look into her eyes.

Really look into her eyes.

Is that her?

Yup.

It's still me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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