Hair Envy

In life I have not wanted for much. Nor have I been the kind of person to covet what others have...until now. I find myself sitting in the hospital waiting room and staring at other people's hair. Yup you guessed it <I am sure the title helped> I have "hair envy".

Each day I look closely at my eyelashes and eyebrows for any sight of growth. My head still has the fuzzies but no sign of "real" hair. Unfortunately, each day I have been disappointed. I haven't spent much time googling things throughout my journey but the other day I did google how long before my hair grows. The common consensus is that it starts growing 6 weeks after your last chemo and within two months you will have 1 inch of growth. Which means that I should have almost an inch of hair growth...and obviously I am going to be the exception to the rule.

I am sure my hair follicles are still dizzy with the chemo drugs that coursed through my veins as I still have "war wounds" visible from the chemo injections. So in the meantime, I decided it was time to switch things up and get a new wig. I have decided to call her Cindy. It may not be real hair but it is kind of fun to be able to switch up the styles so easily without having to wait during the growing out stage. Now if I could only find a way to encourage my real hair to grow...maybe it needs fertilizer...you would think that with all of the shit I have been through, it would be growing out of control.

Cry Me A River

It took me awhile to get over the whole hair loss thing but Molly <my wig> made it a much easier transition. I just wish they had a Molly for my eyes. I have lost most of my eyebrows, not that I had many to begin with and all but two of my eyelashes.

I have never had bushy eyebrows and my "bangs" are long so no one notices their absence. I have also been wearing my glasses all of the time instead of contacts so I thought I would be all good with no one really noticing the lack of eyelashes. This theory would work if I would stop crying.

I never really thought about the fact that your eyelashes block and dirt and debris from getting into your eyes, as it happens automatically. Plus I do not make it a habit of standing in wind storms, so I thought..I'm good. Little did I know that a change in temperature can cause a non-eyelashed eye to water.

Due to the fact that I have no eyelashes, the way my body has decided to cope, and flush things away is with tears. This really isn't a problem unless you are say...oh I don't know...out walking your dog and wind hits you. Which is pretty easy to do in January in WINTER. Every time I take the dog for a walk, I am sure my neighbours think I am a basket case <like they need another reason> as by the time I get back to the house, my nose is red from sniffing and tears are streaming down my face faster than I can wipe them away.

Today I was "visiting" at work and they were painting, my boss is just casually talking with me about his upcoming wedding when all of a sudden I got a whiff of the paint fumes and my eyes started to water. Not wanting to appear like a sap  <or demented> I try to casually wipe the mound of water forming in my eyes away, well as I was doing this I must have had a little something on my finger; hence causing the mound of water to start streaming down my face. As anyone knows...if a man sees you crying, he will think of anything to get away....fast. I had to quickly explain..that it is because I don't have eyelashes! I am not sure if he believed me, but luckily I am not a sentimental person...so I think I am good as he did come back a while later and I kept it together.

I wish I could say that I have figured out a way to make this stop but I believe I will have to wait to grow a pair...of eyeslashes...come on April!