Friday, June 04, 2010
Nory went to a therapist recommended by Lou's therapist. The new therapist was supposed to adress her propensity to anxiety and try to get Nory off some medicines she was taking.
First of all, Peggy (the therapist) decided Nory should take more EPA fish oil. Then she decided that Nory should see another more integrative doctor .
Then the therapist decided her vitamin D levels were low (from a copy of blood samples from her G.P.)
AND she sent Nory for even more blood samples and thought she might want to find out if she had yeast in her intestines. Well, thought Nory, between the bread and the yoghurt, I must have some yeast somewhere.
So to sum up: 2 added supplements, 2 added health professionals to see.
Nory went on Thursday because she could not read the invisible writing of the receptionist, and since it was not the correct day, and her hair was all gray in the fluorescent light of the bathroom, she went to the hairdresser next door. She had never gone there before, but it was pretty and the hairdressers seemed friendly and knowledgeable, so she decided to go in.
The first thing Nory annouced was: Do NOT dye my hair black!
Guess what? Black hair.
She asked her sister Lila what she thought. Lila said "I was not going to mention it, I thought you just had an accident with the dye".
The next day, after her acual appointment with Peggy, Nory went back and said "honey, (in the nicest tone)you dyed my hair black".
The Hairdresser looks like that Amazon from 3rd Rock, Kirsten somebody. She said well, you wanted dark brown. Nory said "I wanted brown". Greta said well, it will wear off a bit in a coupla weeks.
Well, thought Nory, not hideous. I just look like a goth girl in Talbots clothing.