My First Haircut

While it’s true my hair isn’t even an inch long yet, it had become a bit sticky-outy, making me feel like I looked like a deranged baby chick, so I scheduled an appointment with Tiffany, my hair cutter whom I hadn’t seen in around six months. She didn’t bat an eye and whipped out her clippers and scissors and got to work. A little more than five minutes later, I was evened out, the back was buzzed and I felt oh so much better. The hair on my head is growing fast. Not much has come back elsewhere. I’ve got sparce eyebrows and stubby eyelashes. Someone on one of the OC Facebook pages recommended Thrive Causemetics mascara and it really works. Suddenly I have what look like normal eyelashes again! Pubic hair is slowly coming in, but so far no underarm or arm or leg hair. After my haircut I had a great chat with the store owner at Milagro in Hampden. She is the one who gave me the shawl that I wore for every weekly chemo session and I now wear for my every other week Avelumab maintenance infusions. We got to talking about THC, and she is encouraging me to get a card so I can get THC balm for my hands and feet. I am going to give it some thought. In the meantime I got some more CBD oil to help me sleep and some hemp salve to see if that helps the neuropathy in my feet. While I was at the organic grocery getting the CBD products and a few other things I ran into an old friend whom I hadn’t seen in quite a while. She seemed genuinely shocked to see I looked “normal.” I guess people are expecting something quite different, which is maybe why I don’t hear from some people very often. They might be afraid I’m going to look like someone who is dying. I don’t look or feel like that at all! I feel and look pretty great and I’m think I am finally ready to embrace that. While the cancer is still on my mind, I think the haircut was somehow symbolic of me moving on. While everyone who has had ovarian cancer knows the odds are not exactly stacked in our favor, I am really trying to live as if they are. I want to make plans to travel and maybe even do another multi-day bike ride sometime in the next couple years. I start physical therapy soon and I hope to talk to the therapist about my goals. I want to get stronger, healthier and happier. I’m on my way.