These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
New isn't necessarily better
I'm an idiot.
I felt another one of those ugly cysts forming, this time on the other side of my chin. I was desperate. So I reached for the Principal Secret Blemish Buster I ordered by accident and never returned out of laziness.
I began using it, sparingly, Friday night. By Sunday morning, all that remained was a flat, red spot.
The redness will last for a while. As I age, my skin is slower to heal. I'm not happy about that, of course, but it's sooooo much better than the raised, angry, unsightly cyst!
Salicylic acid and benzoyl peroxide failed me. But ancient sulfur came through. Lesson learned.
Posted by The Gal Herself at 10/31/2017 01:37:00 AM 1 comment:
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