Last night Jamey and I decided that the few remaining wisps on the top of Jimmy's head had to go, so I shaved them off. Jimmy is most displeased with his new persona. Among his numerous complaints are: "my head's cold", and "I'm not pretty enough to go around without my hair", and "I could get a job at a halloween carnival, scaring small children".
Having been virtually inseparable 24/7 for the last six months, Jimmy and I have developed sympathy pains for each other: when his back hurts, my back hurts, when he's down, I'm down, and so on. It's like the stories about when the wife gets pregnant and her husband starts having morning sickness. I'm perfectly willing to share his miseries, but I draw the line with alopecia.
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Being bald isn't so bad. It actually has some advantages. You don't need to travel with a hair dryer and you can style your hair with a razor. It just takes some getting used to - maybe years. I hope yours doesn't last that long. Keep your chin up. You are in our prayers.
Ann & Brad
Ellen, tell Jimmy to save me some of that hair. I want to make some glow-in-the-dark bonefish jigs.
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