I am sitting at the doctor’s office right now for allergy testing and it is raining outside…it is creating a sense of dread for sure. It is an older building in San Diego with yellow walls and metal blinds. Sitting here with the distant smell of disinfectant and the soft beeping of the monitors, it is hard not to think about all of the women out there who are experiencing hair loss due to medical reasons. Even though the faces around me are warm, the building is still cold. I can’t begin to understand the way that the men and women in the medical field separate empathy that they must feel in order to do their job and keep doing it. My good friend is a nurse practitioner and she worked with children in the cancer unit at her last hospital. I know it took a toll on her and it still does. She never liked to talk about work and I never really asked.
I have a tremendous amount of respect for women who are going through medical hair loss, and I have to keep reminding myself the reason behind this journey. I want to better understand what it is like to wear a wig. When I stand in front of a group of people or present information in a webinar I want to speak on behalf of my personal experience wearing wigs. So…tomorrow is the day.
I would be lying if I said I was 100% confident and excited about shaving my head. I LOVE my hair. All of my close friends can’t believe I am actually doing this. To get “excited” about this, I colored a human hair wig some really fun colors and that has been my personal thing to look forward to. It will be my bad day or happy day wig depending on how you want to look at it.
So here we go into week one…