Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hair. Show all posts

Sunday, November 2, 2008

My Mohawk Resists Change

Apparently my post-chemo hair has a mind of its own. On October 25th, I got a perm from my hair stylist. As always you can't wash your hair for 2 days afterwards. So Tuesday morning I get up and am looking forward to washing the perm smell remains out of my hair.

Much to my surprise, when I got out of the shower and started toweling my hair dry, there were no curls on the top of my head. That's just where my mohawk is that I had as a baby and where my hair came back in after chemo. Cute. So yesterday I went back to my stylist and she rolled the top again and resaturated it with perm stuff. Boy, do I have curls today! We'll see how this does. My hair has always taken perms great and curled so pretty. My perm days may be over.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Hair Today - Gone Tomorrow!

I had to work at it, but I convinced my hairdresser to give me a permanent today. Bless her heart, Melissa is the one that we went to on December 9, 2006 and had her to shave all my hair off. She has been really reluctant to perm my hair, for fear that it would fall out or gum up. She did it today on the condition that she would try one roller at the back nape of my neck to see how the hair would respond. It did just fine, so off we went to roll it all up. It is sooo nice to have body back in my hair! Since the stubble fell out during the chemo, what has come back in doesn't seem to be quite as coarse as my hair used to be, so my hair just lays flat against my head.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Hair Today --- Gone Tomorrow

I've been rather surprised at the lack of reactions to my new hairdo this week! I was all prepared to have people at work really look at me funny. It just hasn't happened like I thought it would.

But it has been so sweet-----people have been so genuinely happy for me that I had hair again! Even if it is only 3/4 inch long.

I don't know what my boss is going to use now as his standard joke. He has told co-workers not to make me mad, or I'd pull off my wig and whip them with it. We've had a great relationship through this process and I have appreciated the openness I've been able to share at work. We can all laugh or cry as the need presents itself. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Do I miss the wig? N-o-t o-n-e l-i-t-t-l-e b-i-t !!! Thank you, Lord, for my hair!