When I washed my hair Sunday I was surprised by a cascade of strands. It came out easily, but only if I ran my hands or a comb through my hair. The process has continued. If I run my hands through my hair I come away with handsful. Totally painless -- it just ... comes out.
Good thing I'm not vain about my hair!
I now leave a trail unless I wear a bandana. Ok. It's just a little trail. And I wake up with hair in my face and all over my pillow.
When I have some spare energy I want to sit in the bathroom and brush it all thoroughly, to get the loose stuff out.
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