Screw the scarf, says the Bald Woman

Before hair loss, I was worried about being bald. I was fairly vain about my luscious locks, and I was sure I would be  hideous without hair. 

I was also sure that scarves and hats would be just fine.

Ha! to both those silly thoughts! 

I hate wearing scarves and hats. No joke. I'd rather walk around bald. I actually like how the air feels as it ruffles my seven longer gray hairs on top of my head. Hats are okay for warmth, but then I get too warm. Scarves are pretty, but they move all over the place. 

No wig for me. When I go to the "cancer beauty salon," I see all the gorgeous wigs and wonder, but the thought of putting one on my head doesn't sound appealing to me. The women who are in there with their wigs look gorgeous! No one would know they were wearing a wig, but I can't bring myself to touch them.

My mom bought a wig when she had breast cancer, and she looked so funny it. She too went bald rather than wear all the scarves and hats. 

I'm not hideous either. I learned I have nice cheekbones. Bald makes my eyes look bigger too. 

Bald doesn't need much care. I like that. I can be in and out of the shower in five minutes, and I'm not spending 10 minutes or more fixing my hair.

Bald sometimes makes me sad, especially after dreaming of long, beautiful hair. But the short hairs on top of my head feel cool as I squoosh them. 

Bald isn't as embarrassing as I thought, either. Unless I take my hat off in public in front of my son. Then he's embarrassed. I try not to embarrass him. 

I wish it were warmer so I ditch the hats completely, but it's still chilly so on they go. 

Bald is my state right now. But I can't wait to see what my hair will look like when it grows back!