So I went for blood work and to see the dermatologist this morning and basically things are what they are – I’ll get the results of the lab later this week, but the dermatologist said that there is pretty much nothing she can do to get my hair growing. Once my thyroid is level, she could give me steroids and/or my endocrinologist could give me an intense hormone therapy treatment over a course of two months.
Lovely.
So instead I focused on other things today – picking up some delicious bites and a whopping bottle of gin for Tatjana’s birthday, picking up some pentas for the butterflies and winter vegetables for the garden – swiss chard, mustard greens, brussel sprouts, genovese basil, and going to the park to let Tin play as I visited with the other moms.
One of the older boys approached me and asked me why I am bald. “Because my hair fell out,” I told him.
Like Tin said in the car, “Whatyagonnado?”