This has been an odd one. I have always liked my hair just wished it was a little thicker like my siblings. I viewed my hair as something I did what ever I took a fancy to: colour, cut, braid, perm, straighten and loc. Then I got sick, had the chemo, watched it fall out until I took control and had what was left shaved off. I was bald for so long, then they lowered the dose, it began to grow back, just flat against my head, then they changed the meds and lo and behold it is growing back. It has come back thicker, with curls which is weird as it has always been thin, light and straight. It has got some getting used to as the old products and shampoo don’t work. However, I have grown to love this new hair and through this process I have grown to respect my hair and not take it for granted.