So this weekend I went to DC and stayed at the Gaylord National Resort. My mother had a conference there for continuing education, and I went along for the ride and the free vacation, since I'm afraid to be alone should I have another attack like the one that almost required a tracheotomy. Anyway, this resort is VERY ritzy. You know the scene in Pretty Woman where Julia Roberts first enters the hotel and goes "Wow!" Like that.

I'd had pain on the drive down. What should have been a three hour journey was over 5 because my mom had to make so many pitstops (Note to self: next road trip remind mother not to drink all day). By the time we got to our room (and a beautiful room it was) I was literally crying from the pain and it took several hours for it to abate, which it did around 1:30am. So I was finally hungry and went looking for food. I thought I'd find a vending machine on my floor, so I just put on shoes and headed down the hall, hatless and wigless. I have about 80% hairloss at this point. It was a great look, lol!

Well, no machine was to be found, so I headed to the lobby from whence I was directed to the sports bar. They'd closed their grill and suggested room service to which I responded "I didn't really wanna pay $30 for a cheeseburger" and the manager said they had a bunch of cold sandwiches and asked if I would like one. I said sure and asked how much they were, and he just gave it to me, complete with chips and water. I know I look a fright but there was no funny staring or the other extreme which is concerted lack of looking at me.

The next day, I headed to the salon with wig in hand to ask if a stylist could thin it out for me (actually it was in a bag...I didn't wanna carry it, lol!). The stylist who came out discussed it with me and asked if she could take it back to her manager. When she returned she told me she was gifting a cut to me because she wanted me to feel comfortable in my skin. I was overwhelmed by the kindness. When she was done she walked me out and looked around and said "Jesus is going to heal you." I knew she was a Christian, she had that inner glow.

I sat in the hot tub with complete strangers without a hat or wig and I wasn't self conscious...and they talked to me and didn't look at me funny. I don't know what the future holds. But if hairless is my life, I feel confident that I can live with it. On a side note, I wish if my hair on my head is falling out that my legs and underarms would likewise get smooth...but NO! That's not fair, lol! Even worse...I think the hair supplements I'm taking are working...on my eyebrows! They are getting long! Again, not fair! However a woman on the drug that I started about 2 weeks ago told me that after two months on that drug (Plaquinel) her hair loss has stopped. I do have hope for that!

Have a beautiful day. :-)