I suppose for most people, there are more important things to worry about before brain surgery than the state of your hair. For me, on the other hand, I was facing an imminent crisis if I didn’t find a way to manage the tentacle abomination that was my regular hairstyle. For the last year or so, I’ve sported a giant, waist length head of dreadlocks. Sadly, giant head + neurological problems generally = sad neurologists, so I’ve had to wear a kind of temporary dreadlock that can be removed with about half a day’s notice (and put back in with a full day’s hard work).
Here’s my normally dreaded self (feat. posing cat):
Yeah that’s a pretty big head. That wasn’t going to do for brain surgery (and the weight of it was not helping my Chiari pains, no siree), so I sat down in front of an old childhood movie (to help numb the frustrating pain of untangling dreadlocks) and took them out. What I was left with was the curly and frizzy mess that is my natural hair:
😦 Very sad head… Of course, the idea of going into surgery with that mop, that tangles up at the drop of a hat, was none to appealing either. So I opted to cut most of it off.
Of course, with my sound sensitivity, getting my hair cut is not just a casual trip to the local hairdresser. I had to travel over to my old hairdresser who had an understanding of my condition and didn’t mind me wearing earplugs and not understanding a word she was saying. As a Chiarian, I also can’t get my hair washed at those ridiculous basins because they put pressure on all the wrong spots where there’s already too much pressure, so having a hairdresser that understood that I had prewashed my hair and didn’t try to push me into a ridiculous head scrubbing session was also essential. The salon was darn busy, and at times I wondered if I’d even make it through the appointment, but I pulled through. At the end, not only did I have sexy new hair, but my hairdresser gave me a free hair dryer silencer that is apparently only supposed to be sold to salons. Neat!
This is me now, looking completely different to my dreaded self:
And with my cat whom I had just woken up and was in no way interested in posing this time:
Okay, so the haircut looks pretty nice and it will be very easy to manage, but I’m just not going to feel like me until I’m a pile of dreadlocks all over again.