When I was diagnosed with Timmy the Tumor in 2008, I had had really long hair all my life. I had really never cut my hair, it had always been long. It was something I was proud of. And my first neurosurgeon loved my hair, she was pregnant at the time with a baby girl and refused to shave my head, instead she only shaved the sections that she needed. This was awesome because I could keep my hair, but it was also most likely the reason why I contracted a 1-in-1,000 brain infection after my first surgery. She left Hasbro Hospital, and my last surgery was done by Dr. Petra Klinger, the leading shunt specialist in the world!! She is from germany, she is fantastic, I love her, and frankly she didn't give a crap about my hair, she cared about my health. So off went my hair. So I was bald.
|My most recent scar - it looks like a candy cane|
|My hair after the surgery - I donated it to Locks of Love - it was over a foot long|
But afterwards my hair was saved and everyone asked me, "so do you want us to make you a wig out of the hair we saved?" And I declined. It was summer, so it wasn't that cold. My friends and family bought me hats to cover the scars so I could go in the sun. And even though I was so proud of my hair, I found that I didn't need to hide behind it anymore. Now don't get me wrong, I think it is great that people donate their hair, hell I did too. But after losing all my hair I want girls and women to know that they don't need it to be beautiful.