"I wore a wig throughout treatment but thanks to Merria no one noticed"
When I was diagnosed with the dreaded disease, I informed a small circle of friends. To this day they are the only people who know about my travails-other than my doctors and Merria. I did not join a support group nor broadcast my illness to the world.
I wore a wig throughout treatment but thanks to Merria no one noticed, in fact the streaked blonde color and mid length style matched my former hair perfectly.
As my hair started to grow (it came in curly with shades of black and white-I looked like a Dalmatian!) Merria and I formulated a plan for the transition which included gradually cutting off the curls and returning me to my "natural" blonde self underneath the wig. We circled a date on our calendars for "the reveal," the day I would no longer wear the wig.
My new hairstyle was met with surprised comments, and when asked why it was short and so very blonde (I always wanted to be a peroxide blonde), my response was, "I have a new hairdresser." All of which is true: I see Merria every few months for a cut and a touch-up.
I'm not out of the woods yet and the threat of additional chemotherapy looms. But as distressing as it would be to loose my hair again, I know Merria Dearman will look after me. Her compassion, expertiese, professionalism will continue to see me through my darkest days.