Last week my hair started falling out – just a little at first, but by Friday, when I washed my hair it came out in clumps. Also it was falling out all over the place- on my pillow, when I touched it and I was finding it everywhere. Not nice. Although nobody would have noticed that I was slowly going bald, I did.
So I decided to have it all shaved off at the weekend. My husband got his trusty clippers and did the job – first taking it back to a number 5, and then pretty much all off. There are just tiny spikes left, which feel odd when I put a hat on, as though they are all moving in different directions at the same time.
I wear a hat when outside, mainly for sun protection, but also I guess I don’t really want people to stare. I don’t bother with anything inside most of the time though. Even wearing a thin cap makes my head get too hot, which is one of the reasons that I didn’t try any wigs.
I know that some ladies would be worried about being seen bald in public, or even with friends and family. But not me. Everyone who knows me, knows that I have cancer, and it’s certainly nothing to be ashamed of. And I don’t feel any less ‘feminine’ – what ever feminine is supposed to mean. I’m still Alex, just less hairy.