This was one of the few weeks since Labor Day that my kids were in school five days in a row, and I have taken advantage of that by getting all my appointments in: therapy, dermatologist, dentist, haircut. I even got my first pedicure since August. If you follow my stories on the ‘gram then you may have seen my experience going to the dermatologist, which I’m still so pissed about. I went in to have some eczema on my hand looked at and to get a skin cancer screening since it’d been a year since my last one. My usual doctor was booked, so I made an appointment with a new guy, who turned out to look like a Bachelor contestant (young, buff, conventionally good-looking – you know the type). It was bad enough he examined my half-naked 43-year-old body with a flashlight and a magnifying glass, but when he got to my head, he abruptly stopped and said, “Are you aware of any hair loss?” I told him yes, I have alopecia. I’ve shed so much hair over the past few years that I’ve had to replace not one but two Roombas because my lost hair keeps getting tangled in the brushes and breaking them beyond repair. So, yeah, I’m fucking aware of some hair loss on my head. And then, instead of just treating me for what I was there for, Dr. Bachelor spent the rest of the appointment going on and on about all the treatments I should consider. To be clear: All the treatments for the rare kind of alopecia I have are super sketchy and expensive, and they offer completely inconclusive results. I am not interested in trying them and I said as much, and you know what Dr. Bachelor said to me? He said: “Well, you can mask it now, but that may change before you know it.” The good news is I don’t have skin cancer.
Anyway, I hope you all have great weekends, and here are some links below you might find interesting.
I really liked this essay about women who walk, a category I happily embrace (the pic above is from a walk I took this week):
I love shots of women walking through cities in films. I like that they are each alone and alive and, usually, wearing a nice coat. I like that even though they are a part of a bigger story, something grand or trivial, for those seconds they are removed of their storyline, the knots and tangles, and they are simply people, immersing themselves in the city, disappearing for a moment and allowing the noise of the world to eclipse the noise of their lives.
A reader sent a link to this recent Ask A Manager, “How to discuss moving for a job with your partner, when your partner might not want to move,” saying: “In the comments, many people guessed that the LW was a woman as men might not worry about having these sorts of conversations. It is more common for women to make sacrifices for their husbands’ careers than the opposite.”
This is bonkers: Utah Woman Charged With Lewdness After Being Topless In Her Own Home
The text response template offered in this article — “Therapy Speak” Has Invaded All Our Relationships — seemed really strange to me and definitely not how I’d advise wording a reply to a friend seeking support that you don’t have the emotional bandwidth to immediately provide.
Thank you to those who submitted links for me to include. If you see something around the web you think DW readers would appreciate, please send me a link to [email protected] and, if it’s a fit, I’ll include it in Friday’s round-up. Thanks!
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