Not-So-Brave Shave...

So, after a lot of thought and deliberation, I decided to shave my head.  Since Christmas day, I had lost a lot of hair, but oddly not enough.  I still had enough hair to wash and comb and tuck in awkwardly underneath my hats.  The hassle was starting to outweigh the reward...it was becoming a source of contention.  I'd find it loose all over my clothes, and I was so worried about cooking and it falling into my food.  So, I decided today would be the day for me to shave it all off.  I considered having a brave shave party.  But there's no way that I have enough bravery to shave off my hair in front of all my friends.  Instead, I sat in my bathroom...facing away from my mirror and let Chocolate Chip shave it off...while H-town provided solace.  Afterwards, they both gave me a hug and let me cry it out.  I wasn't ready to look at it just yet, so I wiped away my tears and slipped my hat back on.  They wanted me to look at it while they were with me, so if I needed to cry more, they'd be there to provide hugs, kind words and tissues.  But I insisted on taking my first sneak peak alone.

Surprisingly, I didn't cry again when I looked at it.  I carefully inspected it and decided I kinda look like Sigourney Weaver in the movie Aliens...and I kinda look like my dad when his hair fell out...our heads are definitely shaped the same way.  Now...am I brave enough to share a hairless selfie?  Uh, no...no I'm not.  I'm not sure that I ever will be.  But, I don't regret my decision.  I do feel like I look less sick and this will be a lot easier to deal with on the daily.  My scalp is still sore...and really itchy...but I'll get used to this eventually.

Prayer Request:  Please pray that my hair does grow back...and that when it does, it will be stronger and thicker then ever before!