I think I haven’t gotten a haircut for almost 2
years. I did go to a salon in September 2019 to get it bleached and dyed, but I’m
pretty sure we didn’t cut it then, which means my last haircut was in February
2019 shortly before my big 40th birthday party. After transplant I
lost a LOT of hair, which actually isn’t unusual, but it was still pretty alarming
to see it coming out by the handful. My doctor reassured me that it would stop
within a few months (for those who know Dr. Courtwright, his exact words were “Don’t
worry, you won’t end up looking like me”), and it did, but my hair was visibly
thinner. Between that and the abuse I put it through with bleaching and dying, my
hair has been looking pretty scraggly and gross, and I’ve been itching to get
rid of it.
Meanwhile, Katherine has been cutting her own
hair for decades, and also used to cut her friends’ hair. She’s been offering
to cut my hair for AGES. I’ve been super restless lately and REALLY wanted to
chop off my hair, but I also don’t feel comfortable allowing anyone near me right
now, particularly since I’ve somehow managed to have 2 (low level) Covid
exposures this month. So… Katherine finally got her wish! Introducing the new
me!
