This is Lisa’s final post. It wasn’t completed, obviously, but the last she touched it was February 13. – Karl
Back in June, Sister D shaved my hair the morning after my first chemo cycle. In fact a few days later, Karl shaved his hair in solidarity. (Miss you Karl!)
When I think about that morning now there’s one thing that sticks out in my memory…courage. I remember the courage it took to have my younger sister shave off all of my hair. It also took courage to record it and post it on the Internet.
Since that time I’ve been wearing turbans on my head and occassionally I wear a wig. But recently my hair has started growing back in. Just a little bit and it’s white in some places. Me, with white hair!
Well, the other night I asked Dude if he could track down a certain black turban upstairs. He said “sure” and as he started to go upstairs he asked if I was going to put the black turban on because if I was he wanted the one that was on my head to take upstairs with him.
Normally I don’t like anyone to see me without anything covering my head. I have to ask myself , “Don’t you have any courage?”
I took the turban off and handed it to Dude.
“Look! You have hair! It’s starting to grow back.”
“But I look so ugly!!!”
My husband came over to me and gave me a huge hug and told me that I was beautiful. He insisted that I stop wearing turbans immediately. I…
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