Living my life with Lymphoma
As I stroll through town to the grocery store, into restaurants, or to Home Depot, it’s no secret that I have a serious illness simply because of the way I look. I have very little hair, and even the quarter inch that I do have is falling out.
Whenever I saw a woman with no hair, or wearing a head covering that was obviously hiding a bald head, I always wondered what they were going through, always considering that it may happen to me someday. So when it did, to be honest, I was not happy about the impending hair loss. I kept it in perspective though, knowing that no hair was minor and trivial compared to the possibility of not surviving. But I also know that losing your hair does not guarantee a cure.
A friend of mine told me about a wonderful place nearby called The Hope Club run by the American Cancer Society. People with cancer and their families can go there for support and to have fun. They have yoga, reiki, massage, games, quilting, a book club, jewelry making, and all kinds of support groups. They have a program called “Look Good, Feel Better” where several make-up companies donate items which accumulate to about $400 worth of brand new make up for anyone who has cancer and wants a new make up bag. I went to this program, not to replace my make-up, because I don’t have one, but to learn how to apply it. It was a lot of fun, and I promised to use at least the blush on days where I look pale. They also have a wig program with about 250 wigs to choose from, and all of the programs are free. I decided that I would go for the wig just to have in the event I felt I needed one at some point. But I have also decided that my comfort is more important than how I look, and wearing a wig or any kind of head covering is murder in the summer. So I go around with my new balding look.
It’s been three weeks since my friend Jill shaved my head. For about 2 weeks prior, I was babying my hair. I gently washed and styled it, and then cleaned up the gobs of hair that weren’t glued in anymore. I woke up one morning and finally realized what women had been talking about when they decided to shave their heads and not put up with the agonizing hair loss that gets more severe with each day. I knew that putting it off was going to be more upsetting in the long run, so I decided that that was the day. I sat in a lawn chair outside and had my hair restyled to almost nothing.
There are numerous head coverings out there. I found some in a catalog and purchased some before I lost my hair, anticipating that I may be wearing them. I do wear them, but only when it’s cold, like in the morning when I get up. I anticipate I’ll be wearing them as the fall weather turns cooler and through the winter months.
Meanwhile, I thought I’d put them all on display to see what I had and they look kind of cute on balloons.
In fact, I’ve concluded that they look better on the balloon heads than on me.