Ghost Peppers

Week three of what has essentially become a six week stint of radiation has been and gone. Last Sunday, after pulling more and more 10 inch hairs out of my food (food that I had made, disturbingly) was "get this cut short" day. The new hairdo is disturbingly like my mother-in-law's hairstyle (and the look on the hairstylists face when I asked for a "Sinead O'Connor" tells me SHE is no longer popular and I just may want to take a picture with me next time), but as my husband noted when we shared the showered together yesterday, it may not be that way that long. As Jim, a nurse at the desk were I go into radiation, noted "by the third week or so, you'll be losing your hair, but NOT (he rubbed his bald head) like me."

With the driver who lost a couple of family members to cancer noting that my hair may actually become MUCH shorter before I'm through, I've been debating whether I want to (1) just let nature have it's way, no matter what my head looks like (2) paint it up for fun with Halloween spray paints (which would probably be better done after the radiation treatments, when I'm just here at home) or (3) go for the wig/hat thing. This may take a while or may be all three.

Oh...wait.....

I bought a couple of Halloween wigs on special discount a couple of years ago....

One is a mohawk and the other is tiger striped.....

*getting an evil grin, picturing wearing these in as "hats" as it gets colder here in Maine*

THIS could be FUN!!