The Story About Wigs

Faith

So, going bald isn't a big deal. Millions of men do it every year... every day probably. But, I have to say that I sympathize with them now. Now I know what it feels like. It's unnerving and just gross. I mean, I'm sure it's going to be great to be bald. I won't need to use an excuse when I don't blow dry my hair. My hair won't get in Todd's face when I'm sleeping. And I won't have to deal with the heavy mop feeling on the back of my neck that I hate so much. Don't get me wrong, I have loved having short hair. It makes my eyes look bigger, it feels great, and it's low maintenance. But I'm afraid it is time to say goodbye.

Long 1 / Misty

I have had the good news from my insurance that they will FULLY cover any wig (or wigs) that I choose. Therefore, I have been very meticulous in my search... since I might as well pick one that I like no matter what the cost if someone else is paying.

Short 1 / Short 2

I have been to a number of synthetic wig places. There have been a few that I like and many that I don't like. It's been hard to find a mid-length one since mostly old people go bald and like to keep their hair short. The problem with synthetic wigs is that they use a lot of fibers which makes them thick and heavy and you can't use heat when styling them.

Short 3 / Revenge

You have just seen some of the many synthetic wigs I have tried on. You might like to know that I have an appointment to try on some real hair wigs this week. So if you don't see one you like... don't worry! I will be hot and sexy in no time.

Sage / Siren

Please go to the bottom of the page and vote on your favorite wig! :) It's fun, do it.

Attempting to Relax: Beach & Friends

Relaxing is harder than you think...

I spent some time in Seabrook, NH under the great hospitality of my Uncle Chipper and Auntie Kellie. We had bahama mama's and lots of fun! I didn't go swimming but I got wet!!





I got to hang out with Victoria and I finished a novel my Aunt Anne lent me titled "A Map of the World."


It was also my parents' wedding anniversary... so we took a cute group shot and had cake for them!
Next weekend, some of my friends that I met in Argentina came to visit me and we had a great weekend!! My Uncle Kevin had an incredible barbeque...



We went on a ferry ride in the Boston Harbor...



Nikki (MN), Dan (PA), Patty (MA), and Stewart (TX)
Photograph courtesy of Todd Robertson

I'm sad that they're gone!! I love you guys!! Thanks for traveling so far and wide to see me!!

Treatment No. 3
One more before another PET Scan

Auntie Paula picked me up around 10am. I checked in and it took 2 hours for them to access my port-a-cath and do my blood work. And I thought it was supposed to be quicked because of this swollen thing in my shoulder. It hurt when Patricia initially stuck the needle in... but what could I expect. I squirmed and made a lot of gruesome faces... mostly because the whole thing grosses me out... and Patricia told me that there is this numbing cream I can get a prescription for... hey, maybe next time. Oh shoot, Dr. Sanz won't be there. Oh well.

So I finally get hooked up around 1230 and I'm starting to feel bad for Auntie Paula because she must be hungry and bored. I chat with the old folks. Some of them I have seen 1 or 2 times before and they're funny and like to make jokes like me. The old man's port-a-cath to the right of me hasn't been working for the blood return but works for the chemo treatment so he has to go down to x-ray afterwards to figure out what the problem is. Ugh. Cancer is so rude. It doesn't hurt and there are minimal symptoms but it causes such a maze of other problems. It's really just rediculous.

Kay hooks me up and I attempt to take a nap. I brought a granola bar but the thought of it makes me nauseas. Every time I open my eyes the IV bag looks half full. What a nightmare. It's also freezing.

Finally, it's over. I go home and sleep for the rest of the day... only to wake up to Auntie Paula bringing homemade macaroni and cheese! I always eat a ton after treatment!!