It's here! This is the day I go bald. To be honest, I don't really feel sad or scared. Not much emotions coming from me. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I've had so much time to prepare for this. I really salute cancer stricken kids as they're not given any warning at all. Or any other patient undergoing treatment that causes them to lose hair. My Mother was one such person, bless her.
Perhaps I'll freak out later when I'm sitting in front of the mirror and the hairstylist is holding the shaver, all ready to remove my hair. I might break out in cold sweat or I might just smile non-stop cause that's what I do sometimes when I get nervous. Truth be told, I think that I might lose it the last minute but right now... I am still calm.
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I shaved my head in the name of charity. Read about my experiences being bald.
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