And then it was gone...

Well, the inevitable finally happened.  Wednesday I was having massive amounts of hair fall out.  Every time I ran my hands through my hair I had not just a few strands, but an entire handful!  My scalp was painful and itchy, and there was hair EVERYWHERE!  If you have a dog, you know how gross it is when they shed their coat- large tufts of hair all over the place.  Well, that is what our house looked like but it was MY hair, not the dog's!  I knew it was time.   Luckily, my wonderful neighbor and friend Kim is a hairdresser and she lives right across the street.  I called a few of my friends and we all showed up at Kims house.  Oddly; Cameron, my 7 yr old that has been very excited about wanting to watch my get my head shaved decided to not watch, and Ethan,my 12 year old that hasn't wanted much to do with the entire experience decided to come and watch. 
I was so nervous and really trying to be okay with it- and I think for the most part I was okay with it but I did break down in tears once I sat in the chair and she put the cape around me.  It didn't last long though thank goodness, till I was back to my regular cheery 'must go forward' self. 
Once she started shaving, it actually felt kind of nice.  I definately felt much lighter!  And surprisingly for as much hair as I had already pulled out that day, I had a head full of stubble- no bald spots!  I don't entirely understand that.  Then after my head was fully shaved, we got out the duct tape.  Yes, you heard right- duct tape.  I had heard that you can use it on your head to pull up the remaining stubble and that it does not hurt- rather, it feels good because you get that crap out of your head!   After hearing about it I did research and found that indeed- it is a 'thing' people actually do and it really seems to not hurt- plus then you dont have the remaining stubble falling out all over the place making a mess!  I even went and bought fancy purple duct tape!  Well- we soon found out that designer colored duct tape is not industrial strength.  Kim's husband Steve went and got the 'real' stuff out of the garage- but alas, that did not work either.  Apparently my stubble was still firmly attached!
The pile of hair on the floor was amazing!  Must have been enough there for 10 wigs!
Before leaving I of course had to put my wig on.  Yes, I had to put my wig on to walk across the street to my house.  LOL!  Baby steps.... Most people on the street are my very good friends and they know everything, but not everyone knows and that is kind of how I like it.  I am very glad that I felt comfortable enough to allow my friends to be there with me while I had it shaved though- it did make the experience more fun and less traumatic.

And now I am left with a stubbly head- but it is a nice shaped head so that is a plus!   Jim told me to just embrace my innner Sinead!  I am trying, Jim, I am trying!