Women are emotionally attached to their hair, and hair loss is something they often find difficult to cope with.

Therefore, losing the hair as a side-effect of chemotherapy is usually seen as a symbol of the long and painful struggle people have to endure in the attempt to combat the deadly disease.

After she was diagnosed with stage-2 germ-cell ovarian cancer, 32-year-old Emilie Orton from Arizona knew that she had to get ready for some drastic changes in her life.

Her oncologist told her that the experience would be emotional for her three kids too. He advised her to find a way to involve them in it, as they are going through it all with her as well.

To save herself the torture before chemo, the brave mom decided to cut her hair before it gradually fell out. So, she decided to ask her 4-year-old daughter Norah for help!

Emilie recorded the entire process and uploaded it on Instagram, where she runs a cancer awareness movement, and wrote:

“I’m feeling scared to take the plunge. Bald? Please no. But it’s definitely time. What if my head is secretly shaped weird? Like a neglected flat spot (is that even a real thing or just my creepy mom brain?) or what if I have a cone-head because I was a ginormous baby when I came out?”

Emilie explained that Norah, also called “Shug”, is very cautious about outfits, hair, style, and fashion. Therefore, in their kitchen, she completed the task with precision, ”and did a fantastic four-year-old job.”

Yet, Emilie said that she is her “favorite and scariest hairstylist” she has ever had, and compared her new look to a ‘Barbie’ haircut, saying it was her “favorite hack job”.

Instagram followers loved the video and praised the mother-daughter pair and their work!

Since her diagnosis, Emilie has been documenting her whole cancer journey on Instagram, encouraging others to share their stories.

 

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The annoying thing about chemo is…everything. It’s been so frustrating this week. I’ve been in such a dark place. And it has become so real. It’s not all goofy Mr. Clean Halloween because sometimes it really is just the worst. Not only do I feel horrible inside but when I look in the mirror it’s so hard to recognize who I am on the outside too. I was sitting in the waiting room with a guy waiting for radiation a few weeks ago and he mentioned how going through this has stripped him of everything. It really does take so much of your soul it feels like. It makes it hard to remember normal life before this even if it was just weeks ago. And it’s hard to think of normal life after this even if everyone keeps telling you how it’s not so far away. It’s such a lonely slow-motion journey. Life is going on all around you and you can’t process or function or feel anything because you’re so gone. Everyone’s experience and body’s react differently… but last week is when it seriously hit me. I’ve done 52 hours of chemo as of yesterday, and my body has officially collapsed. Ive felt sad when I haven’t been able to lift up Remi because I just feel too weak and my body is so exhausted. It takes away your life until you’re just a body floating through.. in and out of sleep consciousness trying to make it through one more moment to get through the end of the day…in hopes that tomorrow you can feel just a tiny bit better before you have to go back. It feels like someone has emptied heavy cement inside my brain and it’s hard to hear or think or understand anything going on around me. You try to sleep but the steroids make it so your brain struggles to shut off while your ears just keep ringing these loud annoying tones all night long. My fingertips and toes hurt to touch from the nerve damage and all I want to do is see my kids while not lying down and get out of this house that I’ve been in for way too long. Food tastes weird and your stomach feels queasy and you have sores in your mouth that hurt anyway. What the heck happened to normal life? This isn’t a poor em post, but a reality post and a here-is-what-cancer-can-feel-like post. I don’t want to forget how it was.

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In one of her posts, while in the hospital, she spoke about the scary episodes of emotional and physical breakdown.

She wrote:

“The annoying thing about chemo is… everything.  It’s been so frustrating this week. I’ve been in such a dark place. And it has become so real. It’s not all goofy Mr. Clean Halloween because sometimes it really is just the worst. Not only do I feel horrible inside but when I look in the mirror, it’s so hard to recognize who I am on the outside too. This isn’t a poor me post but a reality post and a here-is-what-cancer-can-feel-like post. I don’t want to forget how it was.”

Yet, she keeps fighting, aware that positivity is the key to success. She tries to have a lot of fun with her family, so they often go to the beach, shopping, hiking, gardening, and volunteering.

 

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For our ten year anniversary we decided to Aloha and brought our team and partied hard in Maui for ten days. It was magic. We’ve packed a lot of life in these past ten years and I’d pick him again every time if we had to do it all again. I love him, and I really like him. Which is even better than love. Happy decade mein schatz.

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We came to Arizona with one one-year-old child in tow, having never seen a saguaro cactus before in our lives. I laugh now thinking back about how fascinated we were with saguaros and how we kept taking pictures next to them. Which is the equivalent of taking pictures of grass or a street tree or a rock anywhere else. It felt so strange and unknown. After five of some of our very favorite years on Golden Jubilee Drive, we sold the business and came back to Utah to be closer to our families. We returned with now three kids in tow, and so many fantastic memories. It feels so sad to say goodbye to some of my most favorite humans on earth though. Those people are home to me. Family. The kind of friendships you don’t find every lifetime. I may not miss that desert summer heat, but I sure as heck miss our people and the world our family had down there all on our own. Not only that but the desert smell after monsoons, and the cicadas and the cactus all around, especially during the spring. The pocket parks, peewee soccer, and the splash pad, and everything being so familiar. It was home. Now you better believe there’s cactus decorations all over the house here and it’s funny how we’re trying to understand this place and it now feels strange and unknown. Still laughing that we saw ensigns for rent at the library. My how the tables turn. Life is funny that way.

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Holidays on vacation are always the most memorable, and Easter was no different when you’re egg hunting though Hawaiian jungle plants on the back porch. The banyan trees were insane and the kids loved pretend surfing on the boogie boards for hours everyday. Our favorite part of the weekend was snorkeling at kaanaapali with sea turtles.

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She loves holidays and traditions, too. Last Halloween, the family were dressed up as Harry Potter characters.

 

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Halloween 2019 Let’s laugh about the fact that the Halloween Gods were in my favor this year when we chose out a costume with a wig, long before I knew I’d be bald as a turtle. We’ve only completed reading through book three with the kids, so characters had to be chosen accordingly. Sirius Black has freshly escaped from Azkaban, Professor Trelawney came down from her tower, Harry swallowed a snitch, Hermione and her time turner, and dear Dobby (who may be a free elf, is still an Arizona child who didn’t appreciate her costume being a pillowcase and a stocking cap when it’s freezing out…) Expecto Patronum!

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She wrote on Romper:

“Knowing that a beautiful baldness was coming my way terrified me and made me cry on multiple occasions, but I tried to think of the best way to make it bearable for this family of mine. After all it was not just me going through this cancer journey, but all of us together. And also my hair.”

To all those out there battling cancer, you are in our prayers. Stay strong and positive.

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