Chop Chop

I finally did it! I've been wanting to do it for a while. The girls at the unit I work always tell me "I want your hair" and "your hair is so pretty" It's so sad to see their beautiful hair slowly start to fall out and thin out during chemotherapy. I've really come across some beautiful little souls while working with children with cancer. Really, people I will never forget. I wish I could do so much more for them. Cancer is not prejudice against the young, the old, the rich, nor the really poor. It shows no mercy. Stupid cancer. I cannot even begin to imagine what it would be like to be in those parents footsteps. To be physically and emotionally exhausted from the roller coaster of good news and bad news.

Now that I've been there for 7 months I have been able to see people from learning of their new diagnoses, to chemo, radiation, and sickness overcoming their little bodies. I remember the first time I witnessed a family receive "the news" I remember their teenage son had been admitted for "evaluation" into the oncology unit. I remember his younger sister, brother, mom and dad all gathered around him laughing and having a good time entertaining their older sibling. The doctor called them into the conference room and a little while later they came out with the saddest most disappointed faces I'd ever seen. I remember I had to go into their room a while later and I remember how quiet everyone was. Dad was in the corner trying to comfort the crying mother and the son was just laying on the bed looking so guilty about something that he had no control of. All I could do was muster out an awkward smile and try my hardest to hold the tears back.

Oncology unit changes you. I've definitely had a different outlook on life. It's hard to complain about anything seeing what hard lives these little 8 month olds, 2 year olds, 15 year olds go through every day. Needless to say, I am grateful. Grateful for the little part I have in these amazing kid's lives. And, for meeting some amazing families.

I wish I could give them health, or even a couple of weeks at home with their families. But for now, I will donate my hair and hope that it will be of good use to somebody, some little girl. 

         Here are my 14 inches if love :)