My Hair

I have spent the year in and out of sleep. When I first fell asleep it was after my third fall. Spending a week in the hospital not knowing anything. Some of my family say that I gave orders while in the hospital. Hopefully they understood that I was not in a clear mind. My hope would have been that they would stop and think that someone needs to understand that mom is not in a clear mind.

For me waking up with a challenged mind it struck me that my hair was a mess. I have gone out of the building in a taxi to an unknown beauty parlor, had them come to the facility to do my hair paying extra for two to travel. Nothing helped my hair, and I was willing to pay any cost as long as I looked nice. Since the start of my illness, I was and am in a wheelchair so being in the chair required me to be presentable. This is a me story. Three weeks after they had done my hair I was preparing for my upcoming birthday. My hair needed to be taken out and done so I started the process of taking my hair out.

Taking the hair out it had knots and was challenging. The ladies who work where I am took turns stopping in and helping to take out the knots. Two of them I cut out they were just too many knots. One of the ladies that works here said, MS Bernadette I am going to make sure your hair is done for your birthday, so she joined the group and went out and brought me hair. Never have I had hair added to my head, but she did and worked for another lady while she braided the hair in. I am telling you the extra hair is amazing oh, I am so much enjoying the hair and the freedom of not have to worry about my hair. It took a Village to get me ready for my 79th Birthday but the day was a pleasure. I wore a red dress and dangle earrings that two of my grandchildren gave me.

Not sure because it has only been a day but as for right now "79 ROCKS"