Reading the pain and suffering of treatments that people go through. It boggles my mind....And my heart goes out to those dealing with the realization of the envitable. Once the dr. informed me that my body was attacking my hair follicles and not letting my hair grow. And that he could give me shots in my head! Just so I could have eyelashes and eyebrows !...I said are ya kiddin'?..I can draw them on!.... My family had the hardest time with it. My mom bought me a wig cause I was poor, married raising a son on one income. but it was like wearing a burlap sack on my head! yikes and I sweat like a pig ,it was awful hee hee...So I wore it for holidays and gatherings and of course I always help momma in the kitchen..hee hee I ruined about three wigs getting something out of the oven for her before I decided if this is the way god wanted to be then you all will have to get used to me being me.... My sister had just started tattooing and that was the way I chose to adorn myself. I liked being different.
My children grew and accepted me and everyone else for what ever differences we all have. When people stared I have always smiled and said hello.....they either responded or they did'nt, either way I walked on happy in my own skin. My dad was bald and I always believed what he said "God only made so many perfect heads the rest he put hair on." I believe Alopecia is untreatable disease and you either have it or ya don't. I guess God changed his mind about us, I think it makes us special and beautiful. I have never been one to spend much time on would have, should have or could haves...I believe that ya look around count your blessings learn your lesson and go on......I spent my life wondering what else God would have taken if not my hair?..To be deaf and not hear music or blind and not see the beauty of a tree or a flower?...Then I smile and say good choice ..thank you ....I know my beliefs are simple and acceptance came easily to me. I just thought it might help.....