Feeling great, looking like a cancer patient

Last night when I showed Frank, bald me. He said, 'Now you look like a cancer patient.' The irony here is, that I may look like a cancer patient but I FEEL perfectly normal. I have been doing my usual running around town doing errands, shopping, running down to San Diego to get my wig fitted. Last week I didn't really feel like driving and I had Frank drive me around. 
This week, I keep forgetting that I had cancer. Of course now, my bald head will be a constant reminder.
Here is my take on this: Yeah I had cancer.  But it is cured. I will have some more chemotherapy to sweep out any remaining rogue cells. Then Im good to go, back to my life full force.
In the mean time, I have joined the ranks of people who have experienced cancer. It is an exclusive club. I  plan to take full advantage of my membership. Im looking forward to making friends with my fellow travelers on the road to health, or peace or completion of this life. It's all good. I am exactly where I am supposed to be at this moment in time.
Today: SACRAMENTO here I come!!!
It will be interesting to see if people treat me differently because Im obviously a person being treated for cancer.