My Hair! My Hair!

I have been losing my hair for a couple of years. Actually, since we first came to Ukraine in 1996 I have gone through a couple of periods when a lot of it has fallen out over the course of a month or two. Now, however, I am getting a little scared. No - not a little - I have been in tears a couple times this week over the whole issue. Every time I brush my hair, the brush is full. Everytime I wash my hair, the strainer we use in the bathtub drain is full (Mel has had to plunge the drain 2 or 3 times due to how much hair still goes down the drain). I have to clean a handful of hair off the office chair a couple times a week. There is hair all over the house. Today, though, I had to face just how bad it is.

My long, beautiful hair - which has never been really thick - is now less than a finger width at my shoulder. Am I going bald?? The tears are coming again. I'm not going gray - I'm going bald! I'd much rather go gray.....
In this photo, I've squished the hair flat. When I hold it out 'rounded,' it's less than a dime in circumferance. At the nape of my neck, it is less than half of what it was a year ago.