Saturday, April 2, 2016
But I am vain. I didn't like being bald. Even my husband's wonderful offer to shave his locks didn't make me like my bald head even more. And if I couldn't have hair, he should have his.
So, when sprouts began to show on my head a few weeks after chemo ended, I was thrilled. Over the years I wondered what my real color was. And deep down I've always admired and wanted white hair. However, I was too vain to spend months with real color roots and red ends.
Well, my sprouts seem to be gray or white.
And I so appreciated this gift from Swiss friends sort of a pro-voodoo hair preview.
Let's see if my head will match the gift.
Posted by DL NELSON at 9:25 AM