Holy moly!! The donations keep flooding in. This is becoming a full time job. All I can say, apart from thank you, is that I’m glad I didn’t have chemo this week or I would not be keeping up with the reveals. I am struggling to as it is.
Since cut number 6 was revealed a few hours ago and we needed $70 for the next cut, a further $295 has been donated! We also have yet another member of ‘The Good Team’. My mum is still thinking about it and missing out on precious donation time.
The newest member of our team is the divine Miss Daisy. Daisy is the granddaughter of Barb who I spoke about in the first dodgy hodgy post (Jenni’s mother-in-law who was recently diagnosed with ovarian cancer). At 17, Daisy is the youngest member of our team and I’m sure her parents and Barb are extremely proud of her. I know I am! I am told Daisy has 1000 Facebook friends so she’ll have her $2000 in no time if they all donate a mere $2!
So here is the dodgy hodgy chemo cut number 7. I’m calling this one ‘the Sally’ because I think I could pass as my friend Sally’s sister with this one. I’ve known Sally since 1987 when we met in year 7. She is one of the few high school friends I have kept in contact with. She has been a great support to me on my adventure, texting often and has visited my home on several occasions despite living over an hour away. She has brought food, looked after my children when I haven’t had the energy (and to give my mum a rest), been shopping for birthday presents when my daughter had a party to go to and even cleaned up the pigsty of a playroom at my house; something I’d been wanting to do for about a month but just never found the energy for. Sally even took her very first selfie today, so I could include it in this post to see if we can really pass as sisters.
I give you ‘The Sally’:
That was the end of the session with Kelly. 7 new hairstyles in a matter of hours. I did wonder whether my son would still recognise me with short or no hair but he seemed to.This is what was left on the floor after the snipping session.
And here I am with my amazing, generous, beautiful, thoughtful hairdresser, Kelly. Thank you Kell!
And another with my daughter, who loves a photo!
I also brought a scarf along in case I didn’t like my new haircut.
So, I’ve called this haircut ‘The Sally’. Do I look like Sally’s sister?
Congratulations on your first selfie Sal!
When I returned home from having all these haircuts, the first thing I did was put my hairdryer and straightener away in the bottom drawer. I wouldn’t be needing those for a while! My daughter decided she didn’t like me with short hair and made me wear a scarf so the new cut didn’t see the light of day too much. I could never make it look quite like Kelly did either so even this very short hair seemed to be high maintenance.
I had one social outing with my new haircut, which some people might say fits the stereotype of a gay persons hairstyle. On the Saturday night, the day after the haircuts, I went to the 40th birthday party of a colleague from my work who just happens to be gay, so there were quite a few gay people at the party. I wore my new hairstyle with pride, but did see the funny side. I could pretend a woman I was talking to suddenly lost interest in the conversation when I mentioned my husband and children but I think we’d just run out of things to talk about. I also did something that night, that I’m sure not many people can claim to have done before. I carried a wig in my handbag, just in case I wanted to change my look half way through the night.
This new haircut lasted less than a week as the hair loss increased and was again becoming annoying. If I brushed my hands over my hair, quite a lot would come out and my scalp was getting tender. It was getting messy, although nowhere near as messy as when it was long. I was wearing scarves anyway so I decided it was time to shave it off. Of course, I didn’t just shave it all off in one go; I got another four hairstyles out of it. These included my attempt to look like Pink, which is hard to do when you’re brunette, a mohawk, a mohawk with a variation and then the completely shaved head with an additional bonus at the end.
I’ve also decided I can add in one more hairstyle, which is my current hairstyle. I’m calling this one ‘The Ev’. Ev is another friend from high school who recently asked me why he hadn’t had a mention in my blog for a while. After this one, he may not ask again.
At the time of commencing this email, based on the donations received, we were a mere $275 or one new team member away from dodgy hodgy chemo cut number 8! Newsflash – my mum is in the process of joining ‘The Good Team’ right now. Keep those donations rolling in. We are becoming very competitive now and want your help to become the highest fundraising team in the walk.
To donate, simply click here. This will take you to our team page. Simply scroll down to see the members of the team and click on whoever you would like to donate to. When you are on the page for that person, click on the big green ‘DONATE ONLINE NOW’ button. It’s that easy. If you’d like to make it a bit more difficult, go to http://www.endcancer.org.au and then you can search for our team (The Good Team, in case you’ve forgotten) or search for an individual by name.
If you want to join ‘The Good Team’, click on that ‘here’ button above, scroll down and click on ‘Join Team’. Let me know if you’re joining and I’ll give you the password. There were two members of ‘The Good Team’ at it’s inception on Sunday. We now have 7 (nearly 8)! Many more are welcome.
Cousin Turtle – yes, another mention!!!! I have a photo of me wearing Phyll’s wig and apron, taken tonight at her 100th birthday celebration. It is ready to post when you have finished fundraising across WA. When you have donated, that will be a post solely dedicated to you! That will have to make you feel special.
Cousin Sonya. Join the team please. No excuses. Pop it into perspective love. It’s one weekend. Do it for your cousin with cancer and raise money for a bloody good cause at the same time.