Eleven years ago I moved from my native state of California to Mesa AZ. Life shocking difference. I love California and I can't believe I moved to Arizona, did someone brain wash me, drug me, hypnotize me? It's a huge blur to me now. Six weeks after moving I was so depressed that I went back to California for a visit. I had a haircut appointment with my regular hairstylist who was a very good friend. When he was washing my hair he kept saying hmmm, hmmm. I got in the chair and he started combining my hair and asked me if I had been sick. I told him that I was very tired and depressed. He suggested I see a doctor when I returned to Arizona that my hair felt odd, odd?
I think it was a few weeks before I made an appointment to see my doctor. I saw the internist and told him about my hairdressers comment, he sent me for a lengthy blood work up. Seven days later I was called back to the doctors office to review my labs, they suggested I bring my husband with me.
My labs showed something to the effect that they wanted me to see an oncologist. What the hell??
I will continue in a few.
