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When I Was Bald When I had no hair, I put on a wig or scarf when I left the house. I still had lots of options, and choices, but I knew I was leaving with my head covered. But now I have hair and there are new decisions.
Suddenly this past week, I started giving myself a choice about leaving the house with my head uncovered. Numerous times this week, I grabbed the wig and stewed over my choice, before returning it to Betty-Lou, the wig stand. I'll admit, I feel naked and vulnerable, stepping out into the world with my salt-n-pepper-shorter-than-a-crew-cut hair. It's not even in a style yet. I can't comb it or part it. But I was having a bold week... An Important Week It started on Monday, MLK day. I volunteered with the kids at the Women's Shelter.  While talking about being different, I took off my scarf and showed the kids my funny hair. Their honest reactions were amusing! http://www.thebethlists.com/quilt-adventure-blog Seeing Friends It wasn't so scary showing my cropped, little-boy-hair to kids who don't know me. The hard part was surprising the people who do know me... and my wig look. But on Tuesday, I met a friend for lunch. I knew Terri would embrace my drastic short hair. Terri and I have different cancer experiences, but we have many common worries and frustrations. It was fitting to have my debut in the public with Terri.
On Wednesday, I walked across the street to visit my neighbor before she headed back to Africa for the next 5 months. I wore my scarf, but ended up whipping it off to show her my head. Becky's reaction gave me another huge boost. We said good-bye with big hugs and promises to get together when she returned. My hair will be so much longer then! Book Club My book club of 15+ years has been a big support throughout all these months, so on Thursday I figured I'd leave the head coverings at home.  More hugs and whoops and encouragement. Jill no longer has the shortest hair. Lorrie said I looked French! That was good enough for me! The Women's March On Saturday, I made a last minute decision to join the Women's March in downtown Houston.  There wasn't time to make a sign or worry over wig choices. But the crowd of over 23,000 was welcoming of all kinds of hair, hats, clothing, skin color...
I didn't plan on stepping out wig-less so soon, but it turned out to be a good week for it! The wig and scarves are not in total retirement, but I'm gaining confidence!
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Cancer, Covid & Coronary... I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast CANCER and then I was done. On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. This time it was the invasion of COVID and it affected every person. I ranted for a year, until I got my COVID vaccine in March 2021. CORONARY Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was my hubby Don, who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C". Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post! Navigating This Mess! The most recent post is at the top, from coronary posts in 2022, back to cancer posts in 2016. To find past posts, look below the "Archives" section, to find "Categories". Archives
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