Haircut and a worm

Dear Ella,

Flipping heck - had a moment today - went with Sophie to have her hair cut.  As I sat there the memories came flooding back of the day I took you to the hairdressers in September 2011.  I am sure your remember it well - you had made the brave decision to have your very long beautiful hair  cut off in preparation for it all falling out as your chemotherapy treatment progressed.

It was so traumatic - part of your very essence being cut away and you were feeling so sick from your first blast of chemo.  The guy cutting your hair had to keep stopping to let your waves of nausea and tears pass.

Of course you looked stunning with short hair, but that didn't last long as every last hair fell out and you were left balder than the day you were born.  We all the got very used to you in your black turban, or big brown woolly bobble hat and then celebrated with you many months later as your hair grew back.

The side effects of chemo were many and brutal - but arguably none were as brutal for you as loosing your hair.  I am sure this is probably the same for many other cancer patients, and the relentless kindly meant words like "don't worry it will grow back", and "aren't there so many lovely hats, wigs, scarves etc" to wear really don't help.

Anyway, as we know your hair did grow back, and although it never had time to grow very long, we were approaching a trip to the hairdressers to get it tidied up.  In the end there was no time for the visit - but at least you have got your hair with you now.

Lots of love
Mum
x
PS - Nasty Brian moment tonight - a long worm presented to me in the lounge...................thanks mate!