Faithfully Fighting

A Wig Story

lynnwv | March 03, 2008 12:23

Let’s talk about wigs. I know I said I wasn’t going to get one. Then I got thinking, I have season tickets to the Summer musical theater at the local college (which I love going to).  If I go all bald headed or with my hat everyone who looks at me is going to think “Oh, look, she must be doing chemo. Poor thing.”  Guys don’t have to worry about that.  People just think they are loosing their hair and they’ve shaved their heads.  Now I’m not a person that usually cares what people think.  But the more I think about it the more I considered the anonymity of people not knowing I am having chemo.  If I can pretend I’m NOT battling cancer.  I kind of like that idea.  I still don’t think I’m going to wear the wig every day, but for special occasions or when I feel like pretending it might be ok.

 

Anyway I went, by myself a week ago, and tried on wigs at this wonderful place recommended by the hospital.  They had all kinds of wigs and anything a woman needed to face the trial of cancer treatments.  They even gave me a courtesy bag full of wonderful things (this kind of blew the entire, pretending to not have cancer theory).  I was very shy at first.  I tried on a wig that was ok, but didn’t look like me.  But a couple of wigs later there was this fabulous 60ish, but in style wig.  It was short, but it had long bangs and came around my face then had the cutest curly flips in the back.  When I put it on I looked adorable.  I thought it was just me at first then I glanced up at the stylest helping me and her face was lit up with the biggest smile.  She saw it too!!  It was me.  She quickly grabbed the color swatches and said we would have to find a color I loved, close to my original color.  Of course, she asked if I wanted to try on any others, all the time telling me how wonderful the wig looked.  Of course I got it.  They ordered it for me.

 

2 days later Mom, Katie and me when back to pick up the wig.  Katie was so excited I thought she was going to jump out of her skin.  Mom was just glad I decided to get a wig.  I wanted to surprise them.  When I put it on and turned around my mom’s face lit up.  Katie looked very serious for a moment, her eyes growing large, and then she clapped her hands and jumped up and down.  “It’s short, but it looks really good!”.  I smiled at her.  You know if you can please a 7 year old you’ve got it made.  The color was such a close match that I thought a piece of long hair sticking out was part of the wig that needed trimmed, until I pulled on it and realized it was my own hair.

 

Tonight I get my long locks cut short.  Really, really short.  I have to ease into this and this is a step.  It’s really just hair! 

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