Hair Envy

Pantene shampoo commercials are taunting me. I'm seriously starting to get hair envy. I've had long hair my whole life, and I'm starting to realize that it will take several years to get back to my normal hair. Ouch. It's the little things that ground you back into reality. Oh well. Worse things have happened...literally.

I wonder how my hair will grow out with this massive scar. I'm I going to be able to comb-over my scar like Donald Trump? I basically have a center part due to the scar, but I'm more of a side part kind of girl. I'm not going to lie, I seriously worry about my hair. Foolish, yes, but I am a woman, and us women want to feel attractive.

Seriously. What the heck am I going to do with this scar? The good news is that my makeup covers my braille face. And it's getting a lot better. I guess I need to deal with one crisis at a time. 

Did I mention that my first brain surgery was an awake craniotomy? I keep dreaming about the part of the awake surgery, the conversations, what it looked like, the whole thing. I've got to tell THAT story. Now, for a nap.