Sub-Urban Commando

I’ve been waiting a long time to write this particular blog. I finally got the results of my bone marrow biopsy, my light chain analysis, and many and sundry tests. The bottom line is that my stem cell transplant was successful. I have less than 5% plasma cells in my bone marrow, and my lambda:kappa ratio is in normal range. These are all very good things, and it means that for now I am in the clear. I will see Dr. Porter every couple of months, but in the meantime I can start to feel normal again and regain my energy. I’m so very, very happy and thankful that my disease appears to be in check.

So now that the serious stuff is done, on to the silly stuff. Now you know I can’t let it go about the hair thing. I’m seriously considering “going commando” soon. Wait a minute, not what you’re thinking! I mean going without a head covering of any sort. Soon it will be hot outside, and although it’s perfectly comfortable to wear scarves or a wig when it’s cold, it isn’t going to be pleasant when the temperature goes over 80 degrees. Here are my current hair-less options:

First, the Lucille Ball--turban look:

Second, the Nancy Pelosi special (i.e., the WIG):

Third, and my up and coming “commando” look, a.k.a. Sigourney Weaver in Alien:

So what’s your vote? I’ve been doing the Nancy special a lot lately since I started to leave the confines of my home. I’m not a fan of the head scarf. People look at you funny when you have the scarf on, or sometimes they just have to tell you that they, too, have had chemotherapy before and have been in my shoes. I can only imagine what will happen when I go commando. But the wig gives me anonymity, except when people mistake me for Nancy and ask me for my autograph. (Just kidding.) All I really want to do is go into a store, buy my stuff, and leave. I don’t want to share stories with strangers and I don’t want pitying looks. Is that so much to ask? Did chemo make me antisocial as well as bald?

I await your votes. In the meantime, say hi to “Nancy” if you see her around. But don't ask her for an autograph; it makes her cranky.    ; )