Saturday, August 13, 2011
Lately I've been feeling like I've passed my "Best If Used By" date.
Let me recap this odd time.
First, and foremost because it is consuming my attention, my strange and mostly disconcerting happenstance of a 'balding' head.
In our great land of Canada - and I say this without a trace of sarcasm - I mean that - you pop on over to the Doc for whatever ails you, although I often wonder when I sit in a waiting room how seemingly endless the human body's frailties can be, which is what I did. I wonder, again, what my fine Dr thinks when he sees me as my troubles seem to be random hits from the capricious fates of the universe. What with 'twisted' fingers and routine operations gone awry, he gets a veritable feast from yours truly. Anyoffagainintothewildblueyonderway, this is where I went over a week ago to have the receding hairline checked into and was slightly alarmed when his remark was "What is that....no, why are you.....?" in a kind of sotto voice way and did not finish his statement other than to tell me to come to the clinic for blood work Tues am. I am now in the limbo land of 'wait and see'. I understand that I live in a far away place where things must go 'out-to-the-big-city' but, and herein lies the trouble, with all this time around before I know what's up, I compulsively research the topic on the Internet. Yes, yes, forewarned is forearmed, but in my case that imagination (I may have mentioned?) - takes me to places that may not be.....optimum.
So far I've checked out 'Rogain' (side effects are somewhat alarming), radical hair cuts (considering 'Punk' as a new statement), hair extensions (except your hair will break after the extensions are removed thereby bringing you back to square one) and wigs.
Ah great goddess of female vanity I appeal to thee......indeed.