Every little thing’s gonna be alright

Woke up this mornin’, smiled with the risin’ sun,
Three little birds, outside my doorstep
Singin’ sweet songs of melodies pure and true,
Sayin’, “This is my message to you-ou-ou:”

Singin’ “Don’t you worry about a thing;
every little thing’s gonna be all right.”  (Don’t worry!)
Singin’ “Don’t worry, about a thing…” (I won’t worry!)
“Cause every little thing gonna be all right.”

This last week I’ve been back at work, and that’s been interesting and full of the usual challenges and chatter which was good.

I also heard from the hairdressers who have the selection of wigs in that I wanted to try… one of which was the one that made me brave enough to get my hair cut short on Friday 15th.

Me in a wig!
Me in a wig!

I went to Maxwells hairdressers in Biggleswade to have an initial consultation about wigs. The thing I liked about their service is that it’s no-commitment. They let you try on a few things and look through the catalogues, and then they order things in for you to try on in another visit. They were one of the two services recommended for my local area by the lovely team at the Primrose Unit in Bedford hospital.

I did actually show the picture of me in a wig to the lady in the hairdressers as a bit of a starting point. She knew why I wanted to go short, though I didn’t tell her about my little dream about hearing my hair pull out of my head! But whatever it does or doesn’t do when it falls out, I would rather not encourage it 🙂

This then, is the final effect of me with short hair…. Noting that I have NEVER had short hair before in my life, in some ways it’s good that I’m getting to try new things at the age of 38!
Me with short hair!
Me with short hair!

Anyway I’m trying not to worry about things like hair loss, worry just makes your hair fall out… er… 🙂