First you cry, you are allowed. Losing your hair is traumatic. Waking up each day and another part of who you are is gone. I woke up one morning and half my eyelashes on one eye were gone. A week later it was my eyebrows, everything that gave my face character was disappearing! I tried false eyelashes but that took me almost two hours one morning to get them on. Walt felt so bad for me. He even came in the bathroom and just rubbed my back while I tried to get them on.
But I learned... I practiced putting makeup on. I got creative with eyeliner and eyeshadow. I do not like false eyelashes so I had to learn to make makeup work for me.
I take off my wig as soon as I get home each night. I am learning that my husband truly loves me for me. Having a wife that looks like an alien doesn't seem to bother him, but he has always been a big sci-fi fan.....
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