I have had an interesting last couple of days. As I have felt much better I have gone out shopping for the last couple of days – decided I had better get started on my Christmas shopping on my good weeks otherwise Christmas will came as I am ending my 6th chemo cycle and I won’t have anything organised.
When I have been in the supermarket today and yesterday I have bumped into several friends/ acquaintences that hadn’t found out about “Gertrude” and who were having problems recognising me without my long hair. So I have got used to standing in the middle of the supermarket trying to explain IBC to people. It used to be a lot harder but I have got used to just being matter-of-fact having had to tell so many people in the last few days. The weird thing I find about it is that to a certain extent I am less emotional about it than the people I am telling because i have already dealt with the shock (and grief) of my diagnosis where as these people are hearing it for the first time.
Because everything has happened so fast from my diagnosis – I will probably still be telling people about in a few months time – most of my closer friends and acquaintances that I have regular contact with know, either from direct contact with me or by word of mouth but because we have lived in the same town all our married life we have a much bigger group of friendly acquaintences that we bump into when we are doing things down town that we know through various school/activities our family has been involved in over the years.
I have included a photo of my semi-bald look – I had the sides trimmed on Thursday evening because they were still growing and looking a little unruly.