The Thing About Breast Cancer

After the surgery, I went to get my hair washed at SuperCuts.  The “stylist” was making small talk with me and commented that she liked my highlights (funny… no one refers to them as “Sarah Palin copper highlights” any more … just “highlights”.  Anyway, she asked where I got them done.  When I mentioned the name of the swanky salon up the street, she commented how expensive that place was and that next time, I should have them done here at Supercuts. 

Snob that I am, I chuckled inside.  Supercuts?  Why not just get my hair highlighted at Wal-Mart???  Or perhaps the Mobil station?  Does Dunkin Donuts give highlights if you buy 2 dozen donuts??? 

But then I realized the great irony in what was about to happen to me.  I was about to go into chemo-therapy amnesty!  think about it:  what would be the worst that would happen? 

·         You’d get a crappy highlight job and feel bad.  No problem; your hair was going to fall out anyway.

·         They would do such a bad job that it would ruin your healthy head of hair?  No problem;  your hair was going to fall out anyway.

·         Your soft copper highlights would turn out to be brassy and orange?  No problem; your hair was going to fall out anyway.

Is there anything else I can try before my chemo amnesty day??  go to super-cuts and ask for a swanky “Posh Spice” hair do?  Tell them to cut it short and die it blond and make me look like Sharon Stone?   Go in and say, “surprise me”.  I’m open to ideas………  what have I got to lose?  I’m going to have total hair amnesty this winter thanks to the good fortune of chemo therapy.