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Hair Today Gone Tomorrow
Written by Shania Ken-Okpaise (year 11)
Written by Shania Ken-Okpaise (year 11)
My second round of cancer? Not again. I pleaded for my hair to be shaved, this time I had had enough. I’m in charge, and I’m through! The next day of work was horrible as my wig kept sliding off. Hot, itchy, I was uncomfortable, and made quite a fuss.
My hair stylist advised that I don’t bother about a new wig. Well, why would I? The last one was way too big, as my head has lost some weight too. I stared at my bald head in the mirror. It seemed so shiny, shiny enough to view your reflection if you tried. The treatments felt like forever, I felt like a cancer patient, and prayed to God for patience.
Well, I guess every cloud has a silver lining. Mine was the fact that I didn’t have to bother about fixing my hair, as it was a lot of stress. My belief in God, and the power of laughter, which I had learned from my daughter kept me.
My family, friends and even people I met in the hospital, whose names I can’t remember, prayed for me. This, and the fact that I detected the lump early, is probably why I do not have breast cancer anymore. A two-time warrior! I killed the killer! Truly, early detection saves lives!
A very wonderful piece. Kudos Shania
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Well done Shania.
ReplyDeleteNice piece of literature. Keep writing and don't let the spirit die
ReplyDeletegreat job Shania
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