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The show must go on.

A very nice woman approached me while I was shopping for head bands and shit at The Rack, she wanted me to know that life will continue after all the treatment is done. She was an older gal, probably in her mid 60's. She beat cancer got a new job as a medical specialist at Healing Hands; coincidently a low income clinic where my mother worked before. She has travelled to London, Ireland, and the Caribbean if I remember right, but, I'm probably lying to you because my short term memories are falling out like my hair, after cancer she wanted to do the things she always wanted to do. She seemed really happy to share this with me, and I accepted her story. I did not find a head scarf.

After the rack I went to the Civic Center to volunteer at The Lion King for opening night, I volunteer so that I can see shows for free. And no, I did not find a head scarf so I had to  go to the theater bald. I am warming up to this new image of myself, but it's dramatic to be a bald chick. Nonetheless, the show must go on. A woman approached me and said that i looked beautiful, and that she liked my shaved head. A family of three asked me if it was a choice to have my bald head, but I responded that no it was because of cancer. Being bold everyday is tiresome.

At 7-11 someone paid for my coffee, a very nice gesture and I will always take a complimentary coffee. People are beginning to notice that I am sick, and it's a hard feeling to be noticed for being sick. When I was a kid I would dye my hair, wear punk and rave attire, dress up and put on makeup, I was okay with being noticed as a creative, an alternative, a freak some would say. 
I calmed my outward appearance in my late 20's to one more professional or at least a less vivid constant outward expression. I wish to be a chameleon. My privilege you could call it, white woman without tattoos & piercings, gets me in doors whether or not I'm supposed to be there. 

I made a really yummy tuna salad this week here's the recipe. 

2 cans of tuna in water (trader joes albacore)
1 avocado
1 cup shredded carrot
1 tbsp mustard 
2 tbsp mayo or use yogurt
Sprinkle of trader joes everything bagel salt

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