Hair yesterday, gone today!
August 30, 2016
Yesterday I met a couple good friends for lunch and a movie in Greenwood. Honestly it was the first day I felt pretty good after last week's chemo. Seems to take a day or two longer each treatment to feel better. Five more MAX...right?
So, back to yesterday. I decided that after fighting my really thinning hair to make it look decent enough for public, I might see about a wig. I googled Bloomington wigs and came up with a place called Wig Wam. I thought it was truly not a REAL wig place, but I followed directions and sure enough--a real wig store. I was very nervous going in, but the lady who waited on me was kind and told me to just look around until I found something I wanted to try on. I could hear her behind a partition talking to another "customer," so I looked. I picked out a blond, a red, a brown and a longer than I have ever had hair wig. I went behind the partition and there was a chair and a large mirror and the two ladies told me to have a seat. It actually was pretty fun. I tried about 20 wigs on, and some of them were just for fun; I would never have worn them except maybe for a costume party.
I ended up buying a brown wig that could pass for my own hair if I had shiny, thick, perfectly coifed hair. Something I have never had. I also bought a shorter blond highlighted wig that is really fun to wear. I wore it home. I felt like an impostor, but it was the first time I felt like my hair looked GREAT in a long time. My hubby loves them. My son not so much. I sent a pic to my daughter and she thought the blond one was just a new cut and color for me. That is good I guess.
Now I am normally not really a very vain person I don't think. I can go out around town and not wear makeup and have my hair shoved in a baseball cap, but losing your hair is tough. My hair has never been really thick but I had a lot of it and it was decent enough to look ok when I took the trouble. So being able to see my scalp on the top was a real downer. I am not looking for sympathy, just letting out my feelings and the empathy I have gained for those who lose their hair no matter the reason. It may or may not come back as it used to be once chemotherapy is done, but either way, I now have a couple fun wigs to wear and let me tell you, these don't take an hour in the bathroom to dry, straighten, or curl!
So if you see me on the street, around town, the Walmart, etc. and you notice my new do, don't ask me who does my hair!!
the fun one:
Yesterday I met a couple good friends for lunch and a movie in Greenwood. Honestly it was the first day I felt pretty good after last week's chemo. Seems to take a day or two longer each treatment to feel better. Five more MAX...right?
So, back to yesterday. I decided that after fighting my really thinning hair to make it look decent enough for public, I might see about a wig. I googled Bloomington wigs and came up with a place called Wig Wam. I thought it was truly not a REAL wig place, but I followed directions and sure enough--a real wig store. I was very nervous going in, but the lady who waited on me was kind and told me to just look around until I found something I wanted to try on. I could hear her behind a partition talking to another "customer," so I looked. I picked out a blond, a red, a brown and a longer than I have ever had hair wig. I went behind the partition and there was a chair and a large mirror and the two ladies told me to have a seat. It actually was pretty fun. I tried about 20 wigs on, and some of them were just for fun; I would never have worn them except maybe for a costume party.
I ended up buying a brown wig that could pass for my own hair if I had shiny, thick, perfectly coifed hair. Something I have never had. I also bought a shorter blond highlighted wig that is really fun to wear. I wore it home. I felt like an impostor, but it was the first time I felt like my hair looked GREAT in a long time. My hubby loves them. My son not so much. I sent a pic to my daughter and she thought the blond one was just a new cut and color for me. That is good I guess.
Now I am normally not really a very vain person I don't think. I can go out around town and not wear makeup and have my hair shoved in a baseball cap, but losing your hair is tough. My hair has never been really thick but I had a lot of it and it was decent enough to look ok when I took the trouble. So being able to see my scalp on the top was a real downer. I am not looking for sympathy, just letting out my feelings and the empathy I have gained for those who lose their hair no matter the reason. It may or may not come back as it used to be once chemotherapy is done, but either way, I now have a couple fun wigs to wear and let me tell you, these don't take an hour in the bathroom to dry, straighten, or curl!
So if you see me on the street, around town, the Walmart, etc. and you notice my new do, don't ask me who does my hair!!
the fun one:
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