I was in the shower this morning and decided (while washing my naked scalp) to write an Ode to Hair Loss...it sort of started off making me a bit sad and then I laughed, because as we all know - without laugher, we would curl up and lay in bed fretting and that won't get us anywhere! Off to oncologist in an hour to find a miracle cure for my aching legs and veins.
I thought I wouldn’t miss it much
I thought I wouldn’t care
I’d always worn it short, you see
‘Til chemo took my hair
I’m trying to accept it
I know it has to be
But the bald woman in the mirror
Just really isn’t me
My hair was cropped before all this
A salt and pepper hue
More boy than girl and that’s a fact
They should have named me ‘Sue’
‘You have the right shaped head’
They said,’ it’ll suit you Han, it will’
I’m sorry but I don’t agree
And the baldness irks me still
I promise when it grows again
Right from the very start
I’ll never cut it – ever!
On that I cross my heart
To all you hairy buggers
With your curls and length and fringes
Be glad you’ve got your mop up there
Bed hair? Just stop those whinges!
