Perhaps today I should call this blog “the hair”. For those who have been reading you will know that I do not have any of my own hair as I had it shaved it off last week and I am so glad that I did. A little cold around the ears and back of the neck but at least I am not shedding everywhere.
“The hair” is my wig which I am convinced has a life of its own and we have a real love/hate relationship. If I am leaving the house, or having visitors, I put “the hair” on. The back and sides are fine, more or less doing what I what it to do. The top and fringe is another thing. Each part sticks up in every way possible, looking as if I had just fallen out of bed. Believe me; nothing could be further from the truth. I have to spend more time with “the hair” then I ever did with my own natural hair. That took a quick shower, a towel dry and a quick comb. “The hair” will take any time up to 15 minutes and even then it still looks a mess.
I have worked out how to tame “the hair”; I spend yet more time adding my scarf which I do enjoy wearing; or just stick a hat on it. This is by far the easiest and it will depend on what mood I am in as to how it goes.
I guess the important thing is to look good before going out. I have discovered after many years that looking good is more important to me now than it ever was before. If I make an effort it is like saying to the cancer that I am better than you and I can beat you, so be afraid.
Today is a great day: the sun is shining and it is almost warm and I feel alive and normal, well as normal as I will ever be.
"So be afraid!" Indeed! I like your attitude :-) xo
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