I went with Kristin to have my hair cut off before it falls out in like, two weeks. This way I can donate it to Locks of Love or a similar organization. Surprisingly, I wasn’t that upset when it came down to it. The first slice of the scissors was a bit shocking, but after that, I knew there was no going back!
Here’s a little picture montage of my “hair donation” experience.
Arrival at the salon:
Deciding what to do with CeCe:
F Cancer! (being Klassy):
Locks of Love Donation bag:
aaaaand, it’s a done deal!!!
Kristin and Me, post salon experience:
Then we went to Salon at 10 Newbury to meet with Patricia and pick up my wig, for my “no hair” days.
It’s funny to look like I have hair when really there’s only a few inches left on my head!