Aug 15, 2004 - 9:01 pm
My friends and I were recalling my chemo days last night and I have a funny story I thought I would share with you all. After I finished chemo I decided to do some clothes shopping. I got all dressed up and carefully combed out my wig and put it on so I could shop at some of the ritzier stores. I picked out some things and promptly went to the dressing room to try them on. A very proper elderly sales woman showed me to the luxurixous dressing room and mentioned what pretty hair I had. I happliy began to try on dress. Well, I must have gained weight because I couldn't get the sucker off. I was in there so long the saleswoman probably thought that I had left. I heard the key turn and the door swings open to reveal me in all my splendid glory: the dress rolled around my waist, my wig now a tangled mass at my feet looking like some kind of animal, my mascara smeared, my angry scars fully visible and my bald head gleaming. I wish you could have seen her face when she opened the door!
I am sure that alot of you have some stories that are much more hilarious than that one so start sharing!