I don’t know anyone that doesn’t care about their hair. A sign of
virility and femininity, hair is our thing and we feel great when it looks
good - hair flick! I am yet to meet a
girl who doesn’t wish hers was different, nor a woman who hasn’t cried at one
time, thanks to an Edward Scissorhands attack in the salon.
As for you boys, be it follicly blessed, challenged or bald - I don’t
know how that makes you feel, but my gut tells me if you are losing or lost it,
that may have hurt. Personally, I find a nude nut dead sexy and have always
maintained the more hair you lose the more head you get (wink)!
But to lose one’s hair involuntarily due to chemotherapy is simply cruel.
Sadly, we all know someone who has been stripped of much by cancer. Its
insidious nature is set up to take. Hair,
body parts, dignity, resources and then continues taking because that’s what
cancer does.
Over the years you speculate which cancer you would choose if you had
too, or perhaps that is just my morbid mind when I hear the struggles of
those affected. Pancreatic - hell no, often un-survivable; brain - eek just as
deadly. Bowel? Poo, yucky - no. Prostate, wouldn’t know, don’t have the bits
but breast? Breast is common and survivable right?
Breast cancer seems ok, until someone you love gets it.
Someone I love has it, her name is Sarah Sharpe. Like everyone
diagnosed, Sarah is special beyond description to those who love her. She is gutsy,
empathetic, gracefully acknowledging how fortunate she is despite the diagnosis
and the unchartered territory ahead. Rather
than why me, she thinks why not me - a humbling perspective.
Embarking on the journey (don’t we love that word) of supporting her,
I want to help her the only way I know how. Shaving my head for charity, an act
of bravery or stupidity depending where you fall on the extremist spectrum. Sarah chose The McGrath Foundation so other women may receive
the care they need.
Back to hair. Starting Chemo three weeks ago, Sarah is losing hers so I am shaving mine in solidarity with my sister and to support
the McGrath Breast Care Nurses who support individuals and their
families experiencing breast cancer. Their nurses provide physical,
psychological and emotional support from the time of diagnosis, throughout
treatment.
My goal is 5k by New Years Day!
As for my hair. I never liked it but have vainly maintained it like
everyone does. But now, I choose to lose it in support of a mate. A mate who
doesn’t have the luxury of choice.
Please donate to my fundraiser for this beautiful girl and every
beautiful person tarred by the shit stick which is cancer.
Back to boobs. We all love them. I developed my own and came to love them simply because they
are a (small) part of who I am! So,
along with a donation large or small , my ask is PLEASE, check
your girls girls! Or get a friend to help (fun). Thank you!
Claire x
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