I Did It My Way!!!

I decided, I can call the shots!!! At least on a few things. So that is JUST what I did! Late Friday eve I just happened to grap a bit of my hair & pull. Sure enough some came out. I picked another area & it happened there also. I called Sandra into the room & showed her.

THAT DOES IT, I said!!! It COMES OUT when I DECIDE!!!

The next afternoon I had a few family members & my kids over & we videorecorded & photographed the entire process! Complete with stopping when I had just a mohawk! After it was cut pretty darn close to the scalp, I walked into the bathroom. I exclaimed! DANG I'm A STUD!!! Sandra said that my Mom, Jeremy & Vanessa, two of my kids, were having a difficult time seeing me remove my hair.

For many years I have been curious how I would look bald. But I never had the courage to actually do it. But now I was excited! Also I knew there was a fairly large scar under that mop of every morning bad hair day! And I have always wanted to see it. When I was born, there was a very lazy doctor. It was early Sunday morning & he checked my Mom. She wasn't ready to deliver. He went to the doctor's lounge to sleep. A few hours later he awoke & came to check on her again. Still no baby. Without even checking to see if the baby was in proper position, he said "lets just give you a shot that makes the baby come INSTANTLY." He never checked that I wasn't positioned correctly. The incorrect position & the instant shot into labor caused a blod clot on my brain. However noboby realized that. Three days later I was in the nursery & a very seasoned nurse heard my cry. She called over a doctor & told him "that baby's cry was not a normal cry of hunger, sleepy or wet, but it was a cry of pain." The doctor said that if any other nurse had made that observation, he would have said I'M THE DOCTOR HERE-YOU'RE JUST A NURSE. But he knew of her outstanding reputation for so many years. He started researching & discovered a brain clot. That very day they went through the soft spot of the head & removed the blod clots. Three weeks later I was brought back in to remove the scar tissue. I ended up with a very large horseshoe scar that has been hard to see... until now. I am SO VERY EXCITED to see that scar, as for years I have said the first thing I want to do after I die is to find that nurse and thank her! The doctors had said if that hadn't been detected, I would have had no motor or learning development - basically I would have just been a vegetable! Sorry for the long diversion about the removal of my hair.

I went to church Sunday & bore my testimony. I know the ward was shocked to see me without any hair. When I got home from church, I asked Jeremy to bring something to my room. When he walked in, I was SHOCKED to see that he had cut all his hair off! This is the kid that loves hair... longer than I prefer. What an untimate sacrifice he made to show such support & love to his Dad!