This was the beginning. Starting Saturday, my hair just started falling out everywhere. When I say everywhere, I mean EVERYWHERE! It was like I was leaving a trail everywhere I went...and not a cookie crumb trail which I would've much rather. My bed was filled with hair, taking a shower was a joke, and finding hair in your food had a whole new meaning...considering I couldn't blame it on anyone else. These pictures were just from Saturday...
Above was just two days later, Monday. Handfuls at a time were falling out at this point. As you can see from the below pictures I had lost about half my hair at this point and you could see my scalp. I was tired of shedding everywhere, waking up in a bed of hair, feeling it all over me, and was tired of finding it everywhere...so I made my shave appointment. I wanted it to be actually shaved i.e. bald skin like it is going to be, but the person cutting it ended up just shaving it on a zero, which works better probably anyway. The little hairs left I'm sure fall out shortly.