New Sordamaldestra

Here I am. … as promised yesterday I did the change of look, I rearranged myself well, and today I will tell.

The new sordamaldestra Hair. After the chemo, the therapy, the operations, my poor hair couldn’t stand it anymore. We also recall that among the various operations on the head (4 to be precise) the nurses had made the cut with a razor. A joy. Now then I must say that in winter it was easy, I always wore a hat … but it was not a decisive thing.

I had promised myself for a long time, once in London, I would go to a nice salon, I would have reconstructions, treatments, and then like in the movies I would have said “do it yourself, I trust you, go and create a new sordamaldestra”.

now I specify that it is not that I googled “hairdresser in London” and I went at random …. A very good hairdresser of mine in Florence, from which I used to go for years, had moved to London to work … we then became friends, so I had no doubt in being able to go to him, in the salon where he works in Belgravia.

I had no doubts and I did well. I was pampered, massaged into my hair, had a reconstruction treatment (needed it), and then a nice cut (needed that I had hair like Ellie as a child in Up).

I must say that washing my hair has always relaxed for me. The only time I thought of dying was in Ibiza, it was for my friend’s bachelorette party and we went to do the fold after a day at sea, in view of the evening (certainly for the we of the openings I had not thought of to the hair). Anyway we went to a random hairdresser, caught in the city … I swear I take off my skin from how hard he washed my hair. Then he passed me the plate that smooth in that way never had .. but they were other times and who cares.

But going back to the new soldamaldestra I have to say that I like myself … I like this cool look.

These days I have headaches in the morning. Nothing meningitis but the wound of the double surgery and the left ear hurts a little (it is not that I get worse and become deaf eh …). In short, I understood that I will always be on the lookout for the slightest pain, discomfort or other. On Monday I had scaled the cortisone, but we had done it “too quickly”, so the decalage will be slower.

The autorimmune disease will always be with me, unfortunately I am really understanding it now … it will always be there, it will be hidden there and every now and then it will remind me that it is there (I hope not). She found herself well, you see.

However if before he could have been in a tired, afflicted and sick body, and without hair and swollen with chemo, cortisone and whatnot, at least now he is in a body with crazy hair .. (on the swollen cortisone and medicines I’m trying to check as much as possible).

I will certainly not be the me before the disease, that person is no longer there. The plans I had made, my own speech projects. It is all to change. I have changed, first of all I’m deaf … and it doesn’t seem like a trivial matter.

So everything has changed. Now the fun comes because this change (of which I am the author and for once I really command), started slowly. Now we are, the hair is an example. I’m ready.

updates very soon