The weekend was pretty poor really. Daughter trouble! How they can make life difficult! Who would think that a 16 year old girl who is loved and looked after so well could cause so a bad weekend but she did!

Regardless of the problems it was going to be a low key weekend really apart from a concert in Manchester on Saturday evening. I had shaved my head on Friday morning and then left it for the full weekend as I was going to see my consultant on the Monday morning. By Monday morning my head was showing a pretty good amount of stubble. It has white patches where there is re growth and dark hair where it did not fall out.

My consultant gave me a thorough examination and stated that I have full re growth. “There were no patches that did not have hair growing back. You can leave it now and it will grow back as it was” she said. “The colour will change over a period of time”. I told her that I was going to leave it as it was. I’m happy being bald, it’s a great image and it makes me feel good. Very macho!

She smiled and dictated her notes into her dictation machine. When she had finished her notes she said that she was please that I had found shaving my head such a liberating experience. Enjoy your new image. I said that I might let it grow again for a while in the winter as it really is cold without hair but even if it grows well I’ll shave it again come next spring.

As I left her consulting room she told me I was discharged.

I could never have thought that I would embrace my being bald when I was going through the emotional turmoil of having my hair fall out at a rapid rate late last summer and through autumn. I look back and think what was it all about. The pain and the despair and here I am now a better person for the experience.