February 28, 2011
With each day that passes I have started to feel more and more like myself. The only hard part is when I walk past a mirror and see this darn bald head; I almost forget how different I look and then I catch that reflection. When I first lost all my hair I didn’t want to be seen with my head not covered. If I didn’t have on a wig, hat, or scarf I had a hat close by incase someone came to the door. It was almost like a feeling of being naked or something strange like that. As time has gone by it has became less of a problem, I really don’t care who see’s my head bald now. The Fed X guy came to the door the other day and I forgot my head was uncovered and he had a look of shock on his face when I opened the door, I guess I did feel a little sorry for him.
So now I have gone from baby bald eagle fuzz to whiskers on my head, really it feels like some guy that hasn’t shaved in awhile. It’s kind of like five o’clock shadow on my head and it’s itchy. It’s made it hard to wear a wig because you know how I feel about itchy stuff, so hats are my choice, or nothing at all is even better. I don’t have it in me to go out in public with my bald head hanging out, although it would be quite the conversation piece but I don’t think I’m up for that much conversation.
I’ve been told my hair might grow in a different color, or even curly, I just hope it comes back soon!
