This is why I don't blow dry my chemo curls!
But it was 19 degrees when I got up. This was the first time in my year of hair growth that I felt the need to blow dry my hair for warmth. I already had a stupid cold and my patience was at its lowest. Maybe if I'd had some giddy enthusiasm, I could have grabbed the flat iron or some hair products and really put myself into making myself presentable. But by the time I got to this dried mop, I was exhausted. I just marched into the other room and told Don, "This is how I'm gonna look today!" It was sad. Luckily it was funny, too. I had nothing I had to do all day, except stay home and get over my cold and jet lag, so who cared.
But it may be time to start making hair decisions. Go back to a Pixie, since it's getting straighter now? Buy more hats? I may have to start learning how to deal with this hair.
Cancer to Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!