Hair goes – 1

Only one day left. At 11 a.m. tomorrow it will all be gone. Do I feel anxious? Of course I do. My anxiety is less about actually being bald and is more about people’s reactions. Will I offend people who have no choice? Is my act of solidarity like being hit in the face with a wet fish? So far no-one who has been there has made any comment, either via FB or here, so I will carry on.

 My second anxiety comes from my own low self-esteem, will I fail the popularity contest that is fundraising? I would like to reach Mike’s total from his abseil, I would have liked to have beaten it 😛. Some people seem to manage to raise hundreds of pounds just from having a coffee morning. It’s all about popularity. 

Still I have done my best and at the end of the day we are all singing from the same hymn sheet. I will carry on pestering people for a while once the deed is done in the hope of getting a bit closer to Mike’s total. 

A reminder of why I am doing this.
Mike 6 years ago.

Hair goes – 2

Today we celebrate my youngest son’s birthday. If I tell you his nick-name was Tig (short for Tigger) you will understand it when I say that I was lucky to have any hair at all, as a toddler he had me pulling it out! Tig had a mind of his own and seeme…

Hair goes – 3

Firstly, Happy Birthday to my youngest daughter. I love her dearly, even if her unexpected appearance was the cause of me having ten years of hair (I could actually sit on it) being chopped off. Unexpected pregnancy =  self punishment = I need therapy. 

Deb aged 8 in her Atzec headdress

I have been thinking over the last couple of days about my reasons for going bald. It certainly isn’t self punishment, that is always a spur of the moment thing. It definitely feels to me like an act of solidarity, with Mike, but also with all those who have gone before and those who have yet to go there. I want to raise funds for Myeloma UK who do wonderful work with patients and their families, vital clinical trials and advocacy for patients with the authorities that approve or reject drugs here in the UK.

This head shave is for Paula, Michelle, Sandra, Sharon, Deb, Scotty, Susan, Deborah, Bridget, Pamela, Nita, Amanda, Lorraine, Mandy, Beth,…….. the list goes on, and if I have missed you, please forgive me. 

I know that there are people who don’t want me to do it, and I understand that they cannot support me in this crazy venture. That’s fine, I’ll get you with my next fund raiser 😉.

Here’s the link to my JustGiving page.

Hair goes – 4

Anxiety. I can’t work out if I am anxious because of yesterday’s post or whether it was the existing anxiety that caused me to post about my hair phobia. Classic chicken and egg situation (clearly eggs came before chickens…….) Blue moon, you s…