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…you accept hair is just hair

January 21, 2018 by Caroline 2 Comments

“I woke up early this morning because I couldn’t sleep.” Why, what’s wrong?

“I kept thinking about your hair. I think you should shave it.”

I sobbed and hugged my mum, because 12 hours before, I had cried. I cried because Mum had noticed my scalp at the back of my head. I cried because a few days earlier, I had told her that my hair was shedding so much, and I didn’t know what to do. I cried because Mum hadn’t expected my hair to thin as quickly as it had. Neither of us had expected it to thin as quickly as it had. I cried because despite using the cold cap, I could see through my hair to areas I’d never seen in my life.

My head was sore. It was itchy. And no amount of patting with the bottom of my palm would do me any good. It was worse than the first time, and it was just unbearable.

I’m going to shave my head Mum.

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…you start to shed

January 8, 2018 by Caroline No Comments

“Why are you patting your head?” It’s itchy.

Mum looked confused. I was watching TV, and every few seconds I would pat my head with the base of my palm. On the top, on the sides. I looked like a mad woman, but I didn’t want to scratch it.

I’d been told that a sensitive scalp was normal, and it would feel like each follicle would be crying for attention; or that my hair would feel like it had been pulled back tightly. It was driving me crazy. Every now and again I would scratch a part slightly, but quickly look to see if anything had come out.

Nothing. Phew!

That was the tail end of Christmas week. Five days ago I started shedding.

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One day, I was minding my own business. Living my life. Doing some yoga. Travelling as much as I could. Working probably more than I should. Then I was diagnosed with breast cancer.

My name is Caroline. This is my story.

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