Medically speaking

Although I’m back to what passes for 100% (when you’re an overweight 57 year old), I was planning on sticking with the bald head for a while. It’s actually convenient on many levels. No hat hair, no bed head, no need to wash it, comb it, save on haircuts, you name it. Have to shave every three or four days but that’s not that big a deal at all. In fact, it’s far simpler and faster than I would have imagined. Now that the mustache and the zif have reestablished themselves, bushier than before, frankly, I like the look. God knows it’s fashionable these days. And maybe I’ll go back to it at some point. But for now, I should probably grow back the hair. Public perception. 

Thing is, as long as I keep the clean dome, I’ll automatically come across as cancer-boy to pretty much anyone who knows me. Strangers wouldn’t notice and don’t care but to friends and family, it’s just a reminder, the 500 pound gorilla in the room. 

Mind you, I am kinda tainted now. I’ve got the scarlet letter C on my chest. Inextricably linked with the malady in some people’s eyes. They’re all concerned, they mean well, they love me and I love them but we’re all human and some have better poker faces than others. Last year, there was one person early on that couldn’t help but look at me with that expression. That “You poor son of a bitch, you’re as good as dead.” expression. And I get it. I certainly don’t hold it against them. It’s cancer, for christ’s sake! Then a month later in April, I found out the cancer was already gone, in remission, sayonara, after only three months of chemo. More intensive tests in May confirmed it. The worst part of *any* of it was the treatment, –mostly the time surrounding the transplant.

But all that’s done. Everything’s back to normal except for the hair, so the best way to put the entirety of this behind me, put some visual distance between me and Gollum, is to just grow the hair back. 

Bottom line, it’s *probably* for the best that I get that scalp coverage back anyway. I’m almost out of the make up I use to cover up the 666.