Today was going to the doctor day.
Let's see... my eye is still wonky and I have to do the drops for 3 more weeks,after which the Dr. is pretty sure he is going to have to do the surgery anyway. He explained it and really, I think it is more of a "procedure" and not a "surgery" but whatever he wants to call it I am ok with it as long as it fixes my eye. He will have to completely knock me out, though.
The dermatologist said that the Alopecia is completely and totally caused by stress. And shockingly enough, it probably started when Marty's family came to visit us in July. We found out that we might be transferred while they were there, I had an um, heated discussion with uncle racist, and just generally had a wonderful time. I am supposed to reduce my stress level (wanna buy some teenagers?), have a foam to use and have the lovely shots in the head to look forward to if the foam doesn't work. That isn't stressful at all.
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