Calling My Lifeline

This morning I had a rough start. After my post last night about dying your hair red, my subconscious went crazy. I had a scary and vivid dream about my hair falling out and how I would look after a Mastectomy. Not good to focus on that. I sucked up my pride and called a friend. She graciously took my hand and kept me from falling into a pit of despair. 

Sometimes, too much research can be a bad thing.