Oh I know!!

Well, wouldn't you know, as soon as I published the other post, I thought of something to blog about. Funny how that works. Well....today I got my first prescription of Accutane filled. (Go ahead, gasp) Go ahead, tell me my skin is FINE, tell me you never noticed. WHATEVER. I'm here to tell YOU that my skin is a disaster. Mostly around my chin!!! I don't care that everyone has pimples now and again. I don't want them. I mean, I turn 27 on Monday and I'm far too old to be embarassed about my skin. I've tried minocycline, benzaclin, clindamycin, differin, proactive, neutrogena, nothing...you name it, I've tried it. So, let me just educate you about what an ordeal it is to take Accutane. When you first go to your dermatologist, you have to have tried lots of things...then, you have to have a pregnancy test. 30 days later, you have ANOTHER pregnancy test and blood tests that measure your liver function. After those results are back, you get a prescription for the medication. However, you have a registry online that you have to go under MONTHLY, the prescription has NO refills, MEANING--you have to go back monthly for pregnancy tests and blood tests and a checkup. NO JOKE. So, this stuff is the real deal. And, I have to say that I've been a little worried about taking it. All the things that they talk about....and Lord knows if my mom reads this..but you know what? I'm deserving of this break. I'd just like to go to the grocery store without makeup on...even check the mail without being self conscious about it. I think that it'll give me the extra self confidence that I've been needing since having (count 'em) 2 darling baby boys.I mean, I may be a mom but I'm not going to spend the rest of my life in sweatpants and covered with makeup all the time, you know? I'm ready to SHINE (in that NOT oily kindof way ))
So, I guess I do have a lot to talk about...if you have any skin troubles you'd like to comment about, please feel free to do so. I mean, it's a day by day journey...the skin thing.
I'll let you guys know how it's going.
Cheers to me...
~Kimmie

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