who needs hair anyways

It's been a long time since humans needed hair. If you really think about it, hair is a pretty silly thing to have on your head. How much money do you spend every year on cuts, dyes, brushes, shampoos, rinses, clips, gels...you name it and they'll sell it to you. In the end, the majority of people are insecure about their hair...hence all the money to try and get it to look good. All the same, I wasn't very excited to come home tonight and get shorn with the same clippers that used to keep our dog from getting dreads. Ted offered to buy brand new special corrie clippers, but I declined. I decided that this was just another step down dignity lane and it was fitting to be shaved with dog clippers. When we got home, Ted took a long hot shower. Maybe he was delaying the inevitable task at hand, maybe he was lost in a steamy day dream without balding cancer people. When I heard the running water stop, I knew it was time to say goodby to my hair and hello to my scalp. Ted emerged from the bathroom, clippers in hand and totally bald. I burst into tears, it was so unexpected and sweet. I was very moved by his act of solidarity, it made the moment light...not at all unbearable. So there we stood, me and Ted and the girls with grandma taking pictures of shave fest 2010. I had him leave a mini mohawk just for fun. I don't mind it so much. As I've found throughout this whole experience, each of my dreaded events, whether it's been surgery, chemo, hair loss, crappy ass food, is always worse when it lay in the future then in the past. Now I get to have fun with my wiggies...just got a white bob that I can draw on...how fun is that!