I hope all of you are safe and warm. As I write this on Saturday, January 15, 2022, my world is covered in a thick blanket of snow with a few slick roads. I hope everyone drives safe, but I’m not going anywhere today. My hubby is still asleep because he doesn’t get off work until 4:00 a.m. on Saturday mornings, so I have a nice little work station set up in a different room where I can be super quiet. Once he gets up, we’re going to try to figure what I’m doing wrong with my wig.
Yes, wig. It’s something I never thought I’d be dealing with at all, let alone on a regular basis. Due to my illness, I’ve been losing my hair and nails. I contacted my doctor who advised me to get Hair, Skin & Nails vitamins, which I did. I’m afraid it was too late for that, though. I’m still losing hair by the handfuls every day. At least two handfuls a day. It’s so thin now that I can use a regular barrette as a ponytail holder. My family and friends look at me with pity in their eyes, and I can’t stand it anymore.
So, I decided to buy a couple of wigs. One is dark brown and the other is black. They’re both much longer than I thought they’d be, and the luscious locks get in my way when I do things. I’m going to try to braid one of them to see if that will help. I went ahead and ordered a shorter one that should be here tomorrow. Hopefully, that one will be an easy winner. I’m not accustomed to spending so much time on my hair before I go somewhere.
Last Thursday was my first day to wear one. The bangs were too long and in my eyes. My coworkers were very supportive, but the darned thing fell off while I was filing. That was a little embarrassing. Thankfully, only one coworker saw that accident. My hubby has promised to help cut the bangs today. I tried to cut one, but they are crooked as can be. No one has bangs as thick as this wig, and my hair cutting skills could use some work.
I’ve had long hair for so many years, I don’t know how I feel about cutting what’s left of what I have. Cutting it would make sense and simplify things with my wigs, but it breaks my heart. I’ve done some research, and I think my hair will grow back eventually. The article I read said that a persons hair can go into a resting state when he/she is ill. Sometimes it doesn’t wake up. Then it gets pushed out by new growth. I talked to a barber friend of mine who told me it would take several months, but she believed it would come back.
My husband suggested I shave my head. Nope. Not happening. I refuse. I may look funny for the next several months because my wigs don’t exactly look natural, but I will not be doing an impression of Mr. Clean. That’s just not my style. I may become a lover of hats before it’s all said and done, though.
So, how do you feel about wigs? Would you wear one if you were to lose your natural hair? Have you ever worn them for fun?
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