Well, it wasn't. I wasn't supposed to lose my hair. I wasn't supposed to be so unhappy with the way my hair looks that at the age of 40 I have to buy a wig. I wasn't supposed to shave my head and have my friends let me down. Well, it happened. At the ripe old age of 40 I was forced to do something about my hair loss. So, I bought a wig. I like the wig, everybody likes the wig. It looks good on me, it looks natural. I am happy with the wig. However, what am I supposed to do around the house? How do I ride roller coasters, which I love by the way. How am I supposed to go white water rafting? How am I supposed to do all the things that I enjoy while wearing a wig? Am I supposed to stop doing all these things? What about living in South Georgia? It can get 100 degrees in the shade down here sometimes, and I am supposed to walk around with a mop on my head? I don't think so. So what did I do you ask? I shaved my head. Yes, I shaved my head. Well, needless to say the friends are not as supportive as I had hoped. I told my best friend that I had done something drastic and she replied what, shave your head? I sent her a picture of my freshly shaven head. Her response? Wear the wig. Ouch. That was about all I say to her. Well, I guess I didn't expect her to say Ohh, looking good baby, but hey, I'm hurting here. Shaving one's head is a big deal, I don't care what anyone says. I didn't cry or anything but it wasn't the easiest thing to do. I don't regret it, I didn't have much choice there wasn't much hair left to style. Anyway, I haven't told the folks yet. They may flip out. Wish me luck.
Newly bald and happy about it. Even if noone else is.
Janet
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