No Hair

Two weeks after my Mom started chemo, she started losing her hair. It started the Monday after Father's Day. Wednesday of that week I came into town for a funeral and her hair was falling out in clumps. Two weeks prior Mom and Aunt Pat had had some fun shopping at the Cancer Center Boutique and of course Aunt Pat purchased multiple hats for her. Mom wore a page boy style hat to that funeral and I have to say she looked pretty darn good. My mom had never been one to wear hats but I think they complemented her very well. I had to keep dusting hair off her back that day.

On Friday June 20, 2014 she had a previously scheduled hair cut with her favorite stylist. She took the plunge and decided heck with it and to just get a very close cut.

She texted me a picture saying "My new do...it was a rather emotional experience for the hair dressers..." I imagine it was. Mom was very fond of her stylist, I believe her name was Julie. They had been friends for some time now. I imagine it was hard to see a client you had been seeing for years, styling her hair, and now she has a terminal cancer and is asking you to shave it off.

I'm proud of my Mom for taking that plunge and embracing it with a positive attitude.