Sunday, January 4, 2009

While taking a break between my treatments I went home to spend Christmas with my family. In early December my hair was falling out in clumps. It was all over my pillows and clogged the drain when I showered. It was more of a hassle than anything.  One morning I awoke and couldn't believe how much Bella was shedding, There was hair all over my bed. But it wasn't hers, it was mine!
 So I called my sister-in-law Bethany and asked her to come over and shave my head. Her daughter, my niece Amelia was sick so odds were she wouldn't be able to make it. I then decided to call my brother Mark and he said he'd be over to shave it. My head was sore because the hair follicles were dying. It falling out didn't phase me much because I knew it was going to happen. Its hair,it grows back and it's a side effect of the chemotherapy. In the end it will all be worth it because this treatment will make me well again. Honestly it's exciting. I mean I always wanted to start fresh with my hair so this was a great opportunity, considering it would fall out anyway. 
So Mark came with his buzzers and Bethany made it too. Bethany had baby clippers so it was better for my sensitive scalp. She began to shave it and it wasn't really sore while she did it. As she began to shave it tears streamed down her face. She kept repeating "I feel so bad" but I explain to her that by her doing this, it would make things so much easier for me. While she was shaving my head a freckle appeared and she couldn't believe it. "You have the same exact freckle in the same spot as Anthony" (My brother, her husband) she said. Then when she was finished, she stepped back and smiled "From the back your head is shaped exactly like Marks, only smaller. Then Mark and I stood next to each other with our backs facing my Mother and Bethany. My Mom agreed our heads were exactly alike. Then they told us to turn around and said that "I am a combination of Anthony and Mark". My Mother said now she feels like she has four sons instead of three. The next morning when my Mother woke up and passed by my room, she stopped short and backtracked wondering why Mark was in my bed. As she got closer she remembered I didn't have any hair and smiled. When Vinny and I first started dating he once said it felt like he was kissing Anthony because we look so much alike. Now he looks at me without hair and says I look exactly like Mark.
 

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