Alopecia World:

Hey kids. I apologize for my absence. It's late, and I'm tired but I wanted to write a quick update. Apologies for the disarray that is this blog entry.

I'll work backwards.

Vanessa thinks my hair is growing back. I can't see anything, but I believe her. She says there is some hair actually coming in some spots, while other areas are rockin' this like, light peach-fuzz. Since buzzing my head, we've had to re-buzz once. Vanessa and I went to Los Angeles for a bachelorette party which was a blast! Even though I think my wig looked fake-ish... Disneyland was amazing and we also were on the Price is Right. No wig there though. My wig had a rough Saturday night and was eventually used as a pillow of sorts when I took a snoozer on the party bus... That makes a total of 3 times I've worn it. I just feel as though it looks fake and it doesn't feel natural. I miss MY hair. I also think I may think that the wig looks fake on me because I haven't seen myself with hair since the beginning of June. Perhaps I've just gotten so used to NOT having hair that it's now normal to me? A part of me is super excited that my hair may potentially be coming back to me. But another part doesn't want to get my hopes up for fear that it's really not. I notice I don't think about it [my hair] as often anymore but I still have those moments where I literally want to/have say/said unpleasant things to Alopecia. [I'll keep it PG for those youngsters who may stumble upon this.]

I went to an International Brew Fest that was held here in Portland a few weekends back and without realizing it I left the house without a bandanna, nor a hat. I've gotten so accustomed to not wearing anything on my head at home, that I didn't even realize I'd forgotten to cover up until we were already on the road headed downtown. Initially, I panicked. Vanessa offered to stop so I could grab a bandanna or something, but I decided to just suck it up and brave the world without. And the afternoon/evening was a good time. Nobody asked nor said anything, and I don't recall any looks... But, it was a brew fest and perhaps everyone was so intoxicated they failed to notice. Or maybe because we had Dolly [English Mastiff] and Hooch [Newfoundland] the attention was drawn to them. Either way, I was proud of myself. But it still felt really, REALLY strange.

I was going to write more, but my eyes are burning. Time for bed. I shall write again soon, I promise!! I hope everyone is doing well. I also hope I wasn't terribly negative/sarcastic in this blog.

Tgif & Happy Weekend to you all!!

Ellen.