No Superhero
Around 3 p.m. on Thursday, I received a text from Abigail’s nanny that AG was uber-cranky and running a fever. Of the many things I remain surprised by about myself as a parent, it is how relatively even-keel I remain in the face of kid-related illness or health problems. Abigail has, of course, been blessed…
Back to the drawing board
So it’s not my thyroid. It’s not a particular iron or folate deficiency. It’s not another autoimmune disease. Why my hair has been falling out remains a mystery. That said, my doctor suspects stress, and mentioned that sometimes losing your hair is a delayed reaction to stress. An “after-the-fact” if you will. Which I suppose…
Hair today, gone for the past month
Since sometime around mid-June, I started losing a lot of hair. I mean, A LOT. “A lot” meaning that every day I shed what amounted to a pile of hair the size of a small field mouse. “A lot” that by month’s end we needed to get a plumber out to the house to unclog…
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This stuff is amazing. Get it. Your dry, cracked skin will thank you.
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This sits proudly on my desk. I love it so much.
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I saved up and planned for these puppies. Some of the best money I've ever spent. I love these more than I can say.
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I decided to try enhancement products when I was training for my second marathon this year. I chose these and love them.
