Had an unexplainable experience today. Had to go out and forgot my ball hat. The son wanted a bottle of pop and I told my husband that I didn’t want to go into the store since I didn’t have my hat. Not that it really bothers me or I am ashamed of how I look I just didn’t want the unwelcomed stares. He went into the store for the pop. Then we went through McDonald’s drive-thru. Dog was in back seat, husband was driving and I was in passenger seat. He got up to the window to pay and he knew the girl who was collecting the money from years of going there. Now I know she is a special needs person yet she must have the mental capability to accurately take and record orders and collect money and make change. I wasn’t paying any attention to her until I heard her say to my husband oh your wife has cancer. I don’t know why this bothered me except that maybe it was because I wasn’t in control of the situation. I don’t know. See guys I’m not as strong as everyone thinks I am. Oh well. It’s not the end of the world it just bothered me for some reason. Maybe because deep down I am worried a little about the upcoming scan and her comment put things back in my face. By the way the hair is starting to grow back. Baby fuzz as I call it. Wonder how long it takes.