Hairless Mel.

Good Evening One and All.

Over the past week and a half in the Mellon household it has been really quite easy to forget that Dad is sick. Apart from the fact that he doesn't go to work everyday, nothing else has really changed. He eats normal meals, is awake normal hours, looks normal, oh and still manages to boss us all around like normal! I personally had really quite nearly forgotten that we are currently supposed to be in New York City and that Dad does have cancer. Which was quite a nice feeling, until of course I remembered.

The wake up call, or the reminder, was not so nice. There I was sitting on the couch, probably eating, knowing me, when Dad comes down and says "So did your Mum tell you what happened in the shower today." Feeling utterly worried by what on earth was going to follow this sentence, I let him know that I really wasn't quite sure what he was getting at. He then explained that he had been running his hand through his luscious locks when a clump had ended up in his hand. My heart sunk. Yes it is true, he will be bald & then everyone will know and stare. Yippee...

From then on days passed, the shower hole had to be unclogged many times and Dads pillow became rather hairy. Sunday came around and his head was patchy and the remainder of his now thin hair looked dead and greasy.  Holding out for the return of Kathryn, so she could come home to Dad and not a cancer patient, luckily Monday was not far away. Kathryn is now home and shortly after her arrival we were all out out in the garden to get rid of what was left.

Most of the hair came out really easily, just by brushing it, but then Kathryn and Mum had a bit of fun with the scissors and the razor getting off the last of the straggly bits. I've put together a video of his transformation as he was adamant about you all seeing it. Make sure you listen with the sound on!

Now for a bit of advertising!

Thanks to Mark from Expedition Kayaks for the bandanas!

Unfortunately we had planned to have a Christmas lunch tomorrow, Tuesday, as Dad will be in hospital for the real Christmas day. But due to our sheer bad luck we seem to be having, the hospital rang and will be admitting him early tomorrow morning due to staff numbers. We now stare wonderingly at the leg of ham and turkey that we bought, wondering if we will ever get our christmas dinner!

Apart from the losing the hair Dad is still doing very well. I'm sure he will update you soon after this next batch of chemo, starting tomorrow is over.

We hope you all have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy and safe New Years.

All my love,

Hayley & the Mellons. xxx