My Week

Last week was most definitely awful. The brows were falling, my cell phone bill fell upon me like the black death and Matt (fromThe Biggest Loser lost 0 lbs). So where am I at now? Well, I'm 99% certain that although I am still losing the occasional brow hair, they are growing back. Almost as fast as they fell out. So, far I've seen 3 doctors. All of which had no clue, no answers and out and out accused me of being crazy, abused and/or depressed.
Doctor: You seem depressed.
Me: I am, my eyebrows are falling out.
Doctor: Are you being beaten? What is it you aren't telling me? Why are you crying? It seems there is more going on here than this. Are you obsessed with catching a disease?
Me: (whips out gat) ....
Of course I'm exaggerating, but it's not too far off. Sometimes it would be nice to hear a doctor say "I just don't have a clue".
I have one more appt (dermatology) to keep, but since my fluffy friends are coming home, I'm feeling much better about the whole thing, and I'm convinced I was zapped with too much radiation when I had my back X-rayed. All these doctor visits did yield some interesting info. I now know my blood type and that I have a thyroid to be envied. As for the cell phone bill, all I can say is that it's good I don't want kids, b/c I'd never be able to send them to college after this. And Matt...hang in there, buddy, I know you can do it.
P, I'm working on it :)