Tuesday, July 23, 2019

Today, July 23.....

This morning I woke up rolled over in bed and got my iPad to start my day. I usually take care of any messages that need answered and a few odds and ins.

But today....today was....horrible. I ran my hand through my hair and my ipad was covered, it looked as though a small hair bomb had gone off. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, my hair! It was falling out in massive amounts. My hair still looks okay to go out in public in but......I cried for the first time, I broke down and cried.



It is during times like this that it is a blessing to have friends that you can call no matter what time it is and they will be there for you. Friendships like that don’t happen often, and I am blessed to have a couple friendships such as those. 

I needed to talk to my friend Dionne, not just because it was 4:45 am here and 6:45 pm there (that helps). Dionne lives In Australia. No the reason I needed Dionne is because I knew she would cry with me, and commiserate, and then I knew she would find a way to make me feel better and give me something to laugh about.

And that is exactly what she did, we cried together, and she listened, and then we tried to find the positives. Some people have said their hair comes back curlier than ever! I have missed my super curly hair since going gray, so there is that to look forward to.

Another friend is going to have a hat shower for me. It will be akin to knowing that each friend is giving me a hug on the day I wear their hat! Fun and funky hats, what could be better! I can still go get a wig at Cancer Services, what color should I be in this life situation? Red head, blonde, black, curly, straight, blue? Purple? 

Dionne had me laughing with all the possibilities. I am so grateful for her friendship! I hope I someday get to meet Dionne in person. You see we met online, and we have never met in person. Sometimes I think Dionne is my twin sister, our lives seem to run parallel to each other, our ups and downs, our goals in life. It is uncanny sometimes.

















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