Goodbye to the hair

I was depressed and Dorita was not very happy to say, he missed his golden short hair. At that time decided to recall all the things that had happened to have a deeper reflection and a little less painful.
One of the drugs was to cause her hair loss and that was what worried him most of the chemotherapy. The instruction sheet from the oncologist warned: "The hair loss (Alopecia) IS ALWAYS REVERSIBLE" what Dorita translated as: "Your hair will fall down, you must put up with it”.
At first she thought that it was not going to fall but after the second session, while hair began to disappear, she decided not to swim, but not touching, and it still is not falling. I insisted to pass the electrical machine and shave his hair off but she did not want and that was a way of ensuring the possibility to continue going to walk through the neighborhood and to greet the neighbors.
As the temperature did not lower, and the sweating also increased, Dorita decided to wash the hair. While I put in the shower I remained in living and past about five minutes I listened to shouts: “COME HERE, COME HERE, COME, PLEASEEEE”. With fear I went to the bath and behind the curtain of the shower a hand with hair tufts was shown. Dorita was sad, because of not bathing the missing hair stayed getting hooked up.
Just four days after that episode Dorita called to me, she wanted me to cuts the few hairs it had left. She had to come off itself his old image; it was like a ceremony of goodbye that I executed with the machinein operation, just about to cross it in her head.

searching

While tending to Dorita was still looking for a job, I wanted to be a journalist but it was complicated, my friends told me I needed contacts, known famous people.
A friend and neighbor, the one of the “fourth d” (floor and apartment), told me that there was a presentation of a book in a bookstore in capital federal as I needed to be cleared, in addition to some air conditioning, I decided to go. My surprise when I saw it, the host of the cultural program that I liked, it seemed to be a woman one with good vibes.
I am a little shy but I thought that perhaps I could talk and ask to this woman if i could work with her.
After the routinary "good afternoon" i directly told her that i wanted to work with, be part of the program, i had studied a little television so… perhaps, there was some opportunity but I received an unexpected response: "Many kids are studying this, they spend sending mails, i´m sicked of them, you know what happens? here there is no work, one must go abroad,You did not think about leaving this country?”. This woman not only refused to employ me but also that was throwing to me of the country, what a big diva of afternoon cultural tv program…
this woman was smiling to others, she was so charming but inside “do not swell the balls to her please, she is tired…”.