Just days before we took our daughter to college orientation I noticed something strange. A bald patch in my bangs. While we were at the college staying in a hotel with bright harsh lighting, I began to take a closer look. Maybe the examination was due to the harsh realities of my old age and having a daughter in college. Whatever the reason, it wasn't a good time to investigate. But, investigate I did.
As anyone would expect when you are staring at cold hard facts that you are aging and going to by ugly...you naturally freak out. By freak out I mean, I had to search for an app that would allow me to draw arrows on my picture. I had to pursue the internet for hair loss solutions. I ordered a mega pack of hair loss solutions while sitting in that over lit bathroom of doom! My husband and daughter had to stage an intervention right there in the hotel bathroom.
The first picture has the fateful night with the arrows and the one below is tonight.
I don't know, it might be getting bigger. I have asked everyone I know if it looks like the hair is permanently gone. My husband wouldn't even admit that there was a bald spot for days. He swore there was hair in that bald patch. People think I'm crazy, but apparently I care about my looks more than I thought I did. Apparently hair loss freaks me out. Don't worry! I was told. Wigs are great! I was told. I don't know what came over me. The reality of my age and that I'm only getting older smacked me in the face. Honestly, I didn't think I cared that much.
I did tons of research on hair loss solutions and why they say "for men" and they are only for "the crown" of the head. Well, I'm not balding in my crown and I'm not a man! I have only dabbed a drop on there every couple days or so just in case my face decides to grow a beard.
This next picture is another angle from the hotel bathroom o the top and tonight which is about 3 weeks later.
What kind of weird thing could have happened? It was pretty itchy there for a few days which I attributed to a possible scalp burn from our vacation in Park City and Yellowstone the week previous. I've never scratched my hair off before so that seems weird. Whatever caused it, I am praying that it comes back in and that it isn't spreading like I fear it is. Especially since my hair started loosing more when I brush. It's never fun running your fingers through wet hair and having enough to wig a barbie.
I have even resorted to putting brow liner in there to cover it up. while I was painstakingly applying it all I could think of was the informercial with the spray paint for your bald spots. My SIL got it as a gag gift for my FIL one year for Christmas and it was hilarious....at least at the time. Now I want to slap myself for laughing at his bald head.
So, there you have it. I'm that much closer to falling off the edge of sanity...and old age.



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