I feel good, though apparently I am getting a bit menopausal…The hot flashes and night sweats are divine. The days following treatment are a wreck of sorts: nausea, dry heaving, extreme tiredness…a haze. Thank goodness for the relief of rest, recuperation, and a week off.
I went to Beautiful You yesterday and if anyone deserves funding, an award, recognition it is this place. I had tried on wigs two weeks prior at a store filled with mannequin heads and fake hair…If I’m honest, it was a bit overwhelming and I cried…It is a bit of an exaggeration to say it was traumatic, but it wasn’t pleasant.
Yesterday, I was in this beautiful salon with personalized care for women and children with cancer. I was the only client there and it was such a loving place. There were only a small number of wigs on display, they allowed me to choose what I liked, then grabbed more for me to try from drawers below. The woman, Kim, treated me like a princess. “You could be a wig model,” she said. Already helping me feel at ease and confident. I could do this, and she was there to walk me through it…to smooth away the rough edges, leaving me feeling just that…beautiful.
