December 4, 2014
I was going to get Mat to shave my head today – sick and tired of pulling it out in clumps – but I just can’t. There’s a few reasons but the main one is because it’s Mum’s birthday.
Mum would have been 68. She’s been gone 15 years and she’s the one person I really would love to have around now – although she would be hating this. Mat and I were her world and she couldn’t stand seeing me go through all of this. At the same time she would have been amazing to have around. I miss her – it feels like more each day.
Mat brought over a brand new shaver kit so I can shave off what’s left when I’m ready. And that’s not yet. I brazenly said at the start of all of this that I wouldn’t be worried about losing my hair and that I would gladly shave it off.
It’s not that easy. I’m emotionally not dealing well with it to be honest. But I will. I know in time I’ll get my head around it.