I remember the first day I went to work without my wig and the beginning of my “Wig Free For Life” journey. The only way to describe the feeling is LIBERATING!! It wasn’t the first time I had left the house without my wig but what made it such a big deal is that Tuesday was the last day I would EVER feel like I was in hair bondage.
I am a school teacher and my largest concern was How would my students react? Six and seven-year olds are brutally honest children. I struggled while getting ready for work. I really didn’t want to wear it but I was still self-conscious about letting go. So I slapped the wig on my head…half cocked and went to work. Surely I looked crazy but I didn’t care. This was a sure sign the time had come to let go. My intention was to prep my students so there wouldn’t be a shock and awe factor…..plus I would avoid some of that brutal honesty.
I walked into class Wednesday morning my students looked surprised, there were a few gasps, a couple of Why did you cut your hair Ms. Martin?, and one It wasn’t her hair, it was a wig (A few of the kids already knew it was a wig). Unfortunately, I didn’t escape the brutal child-like honesty. There were a couple of very memorable comments:
“You mean to tell me that was a wig all along?!?! (student shakes head then places head in hands in disbelief). THIS IS CRAZY!!
“You know Ms. Martin, you look kind of silly like that.”
I left work feeling great. I was glad I let go and learned even more about myself and my hang-ups through this cancer journey of mine.
I remember sitting in my treatment room receiving Herceptin at Louisville Oncology. I’d been experiencing some skin irritations and severe itching. The nurse informed me that even though it may sound weird, the fact that I am experiencing the irritations lets them know the radiation is working. My skin is began to crack and burn again. YaY me!! *heavy sigh.* I finished radiation in October, I was faced with the effects that could last for months. Between my hair falling out, losing my taste buds, 2nd and 3rd degree burns from my initial radiation, the toenails falling off…..Cancer seems to be the gift that kept on giving!!!
Despite all of this, I must tell you right now my heart is HAPPY!! For this happiness I’d like to thank God for the gift of his son Jesus Christ. When you’ve been blessed in life the way I have, even the trials can’t steal your joy. That’s Jesus Joy!! My faith is unwavering and my gratefulness cannot be measured. My prayer is that you all experience that joy that gives you peace in the middle of your storms. It’s a wonderful thing.
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