The family finally got back to he midwest after a long wait. Last time we were back was December 2015. It was so great to see family and friends! I think I shocked a couple of family members when I pulled my wig off. Everyone has been so supportive, my father-in-law told me to keep the wig off. That meant a lot to me. My family convinced me not to wear my wig on the flight home. My kids were so sweet they held my hand the whole time we were in the airport to help me be brave. It feels so good not to wear the wig, but I am still very self-conscious. It's not because I don't like the way I look. I'm starting to get used to that, it's that I look like someone who just went through chemotherapy. Plus, I'll be honest, I think this hairdo ages me considerably. BUT! I have a plan. I will have a little more than a month of the wig, then I will not be taking it on my trip to Italy. I'm thinking that will give me around two inches of hair to work with by then. I just need to get it colored now so it fits me again. I have been really good at rubbing my "hair growth potion" on it. I mixed Castor Oil and Olive Oil with a little Rosemary Essential Oil. My good friend, Jen, also sent me an amazing head scrubber. I'm so addicted, plus it is hopefully stimulating some growth!
Below is my first selfie and first post of me without my wig in plain view. Again, my children and husband have been so amazing through this journey. They really did give me the confidence to walk around the airport like this. Man, I love these people.
Hi! I'm Amy. I was diagnosed at 44 with