Dermatologist. Finally

Do you remember ages ago when I shared that really gross photo of my pimply skin? Well today I finally got my appointment with the dermatologist and lots of potions to conquer pimples. My rosacea is another story – the more I “flush” (read get hot or blush) the more it will remain. No more exercise or interaction with others for me! (I can blush at anything – think paranoid parrot meets a nun).
I will hold off on the Botox for now.


I Need a Dermatologist on Speed-Dial

We’re all friends here so I’m sharing with you what has been dominating my day today. Yesterday this monstrosity popped up on my cheek. It has now spread to my neck. I am THIRTY TWO not thirteen! If out in public I am wearing my hair down to mask it. When at home the hair is up and I am slathered in potions. It’s times like this I wish I owned, and knew how to apply, make-up.

While we’re on the topic of skin, I also have a rash of some variety on my torso. My GP has no clue what it is.

Such a beautiful lady.