That very first summer where everything changed, my BFF was celebrating a milestone birthday. She invited ten or so couples to Punta Mita, Mexico.  There were no other details about the trip. Top secret. Well I let her know I wasn’t going. There was no way. I had lost more than half of my hair and I was feeling really bad about myself. NOT GOING! Oh boy was she not happy. In June my hair fell out. Her birthday was mid August. In the meantime, I went to my obgyn who is a friend. She told me to use a topical hair treatment called minoxidil.  Remember I had no idea what hit me. I didn’t know who to turn too. My husband took on the task and applied minoxodil every single night.  I would cry every night for weeks. I had no faith that the liquid I was squeezing out of a dropper would make my hair grow.  About six weeks later I saw my dr.  She looked at my scalp and saw regrowth. I couldn’t believe it.I was told to use the minoxidil for six months and that’s it. So I decided I could go Mexico. I felt like we were celebrating me. It’s amazing how HAIR can be a deal breaker in the self esteem department.  Little did I know this was just the beginning. Fun fact….The next people to arrive a day after we left were the Kardashians. Apparently this place is their secret getaway. 

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