My neighbour has made me a crazy huge fleece hat crafted lovingly in blue with red spots, replete with crown-type prongs. Naturally I do not wear it around town as it runs counter to my - hem hem - highly sophisticated image (says the bald stick-wielding crone), but it's fabulously warm in our sub-zero temperatures and perfect for close-quarters living.
I've just got into the shower wearing the b****y thing! Result is soaked fleece and me wondering if this is the "chemo brain" I have heard so much about...
Have I finally gone completely barking or have I not learned, after 3 months of chemo, that I now lack a head covering???
Catriona
FormerMember
Is 43 old?? Maybe so. Don't really think I'm a hat with plaits type, but nice to hear your suggestions!
Off to read some Proust now to reassure myself that I'm not just ancient and demented.
