A friend and I came up with this title after attending one of those cancer themed events. It was one of those events that certain organizations put on to make cancer patients feel better about how they look. It was free for cancer patients and their caregivers. I saw the ad for one online and figured why not try it. Anything with the word free in front of it had me sold. I thankfully asked a friend to go along with me.
The night of the event was one week after I had chemo. I wasn’t feeling 100% but decided to go. At that point I had hit my daily limit for TV, and I was meeting my friend there. We decided to meet outside and walk in together. As soon as we walked through the door we heard nothing but silence. We walked into a conference room area to find a group of women quietly sitting at the table staring at each other. No one was talking or saying anything. There is nothing I love more than awkward silence. I secretly wanted to drop a book on the table to see what everyone would do. We both were given our bag of “goodies” and we proceeded to sit down next to each other.
We sat there for another 10 minutes before the person in charge of this event said, “Are we ready?” I wanted to say, “Can we wait another 20 minutes. I was really enjoying the ambiance of the awkward silence and depressing stares.” I was secretly hoping someone would run in the room with streamers and confetti guns. Of course, that didn’t happen, and we then went through our kits and applied any make-up that was provided. Not only was I missing half of the stuff inside, but I also had no idea what the hell I was supposed to do with any of it. This girl usually goes for the “natural look” meaning I rarely wear heavy make-up. At that point, I was starting to loose my eye lashes and the last thing on my mind was buying that product to add volume to my ever dwindling lashes.
The awkward silence continued with the occasional direction of what to do next. However, it seemed as we got further and further in the steps I had less and less items. I figured I would check out the snack table thinking it would be a safe idea. Wrong. Who wouldn’t want a shrink-wrapped snack that looked like someone had stepped on it or as if it had been in the bottom of someone’s bag? Yum. After not being able to eat for a week, that was the last thing I wanted to waste my appetite on. Thankfully, I packed my own snacks, but after seeing that snack table I wasn’t hungry.
By the end of the event, the person in charge asked if anyone had any comments or questions for the group. I had several comments I wanted to share with the group, but I figured my brutal honesty probably wouldn’t be the best thing right now. I was already at a cancer event and the last thing they wanted to hear were my comments. However, someone did raise their hand and shared a story with the group about shopping for wigs. I learned where I could buy the best wigs and what was the best thing to put on your scalp before your wig. With my hot flashes at the time, there was no way in hell I was even considering wearing a wig. First, you have to wear some type of pantyhose on your head and then put the wig on. And second, everyone already knew I was bald. I think it would be pretty weird if I were bald one day and the next I showed up with a full head of hair. I believe in miracles but getting a full head of hair wasn’t really high on my list.
I was very happy that I had a friend go with me. She and I were laughing afterward about the bizarre event we had just attended. We came up with the name "look the same feel worse" as we were walking outside. It was one of those times in your life where you think this is definitely something we will talk about for a long time.