I woke up on Memorial Day and decided that enough of my hair had fallen out, been pulled out (both by me and my nephew Eddie - not every ten year old can say he pulled his Aunt's hair out) and enough hair had clogged the shower drain. I asked Wayne to call my brother Joe and ask him to call his good friend Traci Carmignani, who luckily for me is a professional hair stylist, and ask her if she would have time to shave my head. Traci called me moments later (seriously it was about 2 minutes....how awesome is she?) and said come on over.
This is the third time in 35 years that my hair has fallen out. I mean are you kidding me!!
The first time was 1993 - post radiation and only the underside, lower portion of my hair fell out (it never came back). My sister Katherine and I were working downtown at a doctor's office. My hair was really big (it was the 90's - big hair was in) and it was falling ALL over the place. Katherine was following me around sweeping up my hair and patting me on the back trying to distract me so I didn't know. SUCH a big sister!
The fist time that I had the pleasure of deciding to shave my head Wayne and I were on Marco Island after our 2007 wedding reception.....being on Marco softened the blow.
Memorial Day 09' was the second time that I had the pleasure of deciding to shave my head and I can not express in words how much it meant to me to be able to go to Traci because she is someone who knows me and cares about me. I explained that my head had been hurting since my hair started falling out so she was extra gentle. She took her time and was thoughtful about every move she made. The moment the hair was gone my head started to feel better and the nagging headache began to subside. I looked in the mirror and felt a a sense of self that I hadn't felt in weeks.
You never know when or how you will have the opportunity to impact another person's life. Traci has impacted my life more than she will ever know. She made a difficult day easier and really what more could I want? When I recall the second time I had my head shaved I will now recall it as the day we decided to go to Traci and Scott's house.
This is the third time in 35 years that my hair has fallen out. I mean are you kidding me!!
The first time was 1993 - post radiation and only the underside, lower portion of my hair fell out (it never came back). My sister Katherine and I were working downtown at a doctor's office. My hair was really big (it was the 90's - big hair was in) and it was falling ALL over the place. Katherine was following me around sweeping up my hair and patting me on the back trying to distract me so I didn't know. SUCH a big sister!
The fist time that I had the pleasure of deciding to shave my head Wayne and I were on Marco Island after our 2007 wedding reception.....being on Marco softened the blow.
Memorial Day 09' was the second time that I had the pleasure of deciding to shave my head and I can not express in words how much it meant to me to be able to go to Traci because she is someone who knows me and cares about me. I explained that my head had been hurting since my hair started falling out so she was extra gentle. She took her time and was thoughtful about every move she made. The moment the hair was gone my head started to feel better and the nagging headache began to subside. I looked in the mirror and felt a a sense of self that I hadn't felt in weeks.
You never know when or how you will have the opportunity to impact another person's life. Traci has impacted my life more than she will ever know. She made a difficult day easier and really what more could I want? When I recall the second time I had my head shaved I will now recall it as the day we decided to go to Traci and Scott's house.
The third time I lost my hair will always be a good memory....
Thank You Traci!
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