You don’t realise what you’ve got till it’s gone . . . .
September 20, 2012 § 10 Comments
You know how I said I didn’t mind losing my hair – well I take it all back. Having to look at a bald head is bad enough – but the itch, well that is killing me. And to call it itchy isn’t quite right either. It is sort of itchy and sort of sore and irritating. In any case, I’d kill for a bad hair day in preference to the bald, itchy one I currently have. To make it worse it is a patchy itchy, sore head – smooth and soft in places, prickly in others and a little round black spot of stubble on the top of my head (about the size of a coin). Hideous – what more can I say. As much as I love the hats they keep falling over my eyes (because nothing sits on my small potato head head) and I either feel too hot or too cold. Yesterday in the car I thought my head was going to explode if I didn’t release some heat (ie take the hat off) – but of course then I worried about looking like some weird carjacker. Needless to say the hat was off before i could get the keys out of the car when I got home. Fashion and pride has never come at such a high price!!!!