I am not dead. Also, hair.

Of late, I spent three days puking my guts out and subsequently took a trip to the ER to see if I was actually dying (spoiler alert: no) so that ate up the better part of a week.

Verdict was "Sucks to be you, see your PCP if it recurs and get a referral to a GI specialist. You're not going to die today." So helpful, but they also ultrasounded the appendix and the gallbladder and determined that I didn't have a heart attack (but I do have an abnormal ECG, deemed not important by the ER doc) which was really what I wanted.

Anyway, I feel a lot better now, two days after Trip to ER and five days after puking started.

But that's not what I am here for today.

( Let's talk about hair! )