My first hairless day (Saturday) started off pretty well. My swim lifted my spirits and it was a treat to shower and deal with no shampoo or blowdrying. But, the time I saved there, was lost as I pondered over all my head options. I wore an orange bandana for an hour, a pretty flowered "cap" for another hour, my "flapper hat" for a while, my half-wig with a tennis hat and finally my wig.
Check out that expression! My smile looks like an infant's "smile" when suffering from gas. There is no way I can wear this out of my house until I get it thinned and I don't have an appointment for a week. It looks goofy.
I know it's not bad. I bought it. But it's not me, yet. I texted a photo to Heidi and we laughed about my wig being "Texas Chic". I told Heidi that luckily I have a stylist who specializes in wig trimming. Then we both laughed and I winced, when we realized I haven't met my stylist. She may just adore my wig and rave about the volume and tell me that no improvements are needed. So now I have to worry for a week.
By evening I was very grumpy. I was spooked by seeing my eerie bald image in the mirror. I didn't like anything on my head, either. I decided I just wouldn't leave my house or socialize... ever. Except I have chemo on Tuesday and a shot appointment on Wednesday. Dang. I'm going to be one of those people in the waiting room that I've secretly eyed... in their awkward wigs and hats.
Then I got a text at 6 pm, from the mom of these adorable kids. She wanted to know if Don and I would be up for dinner on Sunday? I wrote back that I wasn't brave enough to face the world... She said we could do dinner at the house and no hair was required. (Yikes, I was planning on playing hermit for a while.) But, I said yes after she sent me a photo of her family. (not this one) I realized, if I have to make my debut in the world (wearing I'm not sure what?) then what better way to do it. I'm ready for some hugs from these kids!
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".