Feeling physically normal

Now that the weather in Perth has cooled down, I have begun wearing the blonde wig  I bought in February more and more of the time, in addition to the breast prosthesis I bought at the end of March. They are both comfortable, and  I find that I really like the way I look and feel in these "health appliances." I look in the mirror and think I look quite pretty after having a couple of months when I actually avoided looking at reflections of the bald me because it was so strangely unfamiliar..

The blonde wig just feels like a comfortable hat to wear, and I forget it is anything else.  Unlike the other wig I bought which I have not been able to wear, it is not itchy either. When I look in the mirror, it doesn't look like me either. But for the first time in my life I am having " really good hair days" and it  feels fun to wear, and I think that shows.

I got quite a buzz on Saturday when waiting to get my own shopping trolley from the trolley park area. The man before me pulled out a trolley for himself, then saw me standing there . He courteously asked me if I would like a trolley, and went to fetch himself another. I am quite pale from my chemo, and a bit over my ideal weight, but am discovering that even during chemo, there are indeed advantages in having Marilyn Munroe hair!