Quiet

I’ve been in a quiet kind of mood lately, which I think has mostly been caused by the way I’ve been feeling. At twenty-six years old I still have a problem with acne. It’s part of the reason most people think I’m 15 when they first meet me. I’ve battled acne since I was ten years old, thanks to genetics, and went through six months of Accutane at 17 that gave me depression, but did clear up the worst of the acne. My skin has gotten bad again over the last few years so I went to the dermatologist two weeks ago and he put me on a regimen of prescription face wash, prescription gel, and antibiotics. I’m allergic to penicillin and no longer use birth control, so the doctor was kind of limited in what he could prescribe that wouldn’t give me hives or cause damage should I happen to get pregnant while taking it, so he prescribed erythromycin.

I was supposed to take one pill three times a day for the first two weeks, then switch down to twice a day. But every day that I tried to take three pills, I ended up sick at some point. The doctor warned me that it makes a lot of people sick and I took it with food every time to try to prevent the nausea, but it didn’t help. The night of October 16 was the worst. I’ve already gone back down to just two pills a day because I could not handle three. My stomach still gets a bit rumbly and gurgly, but at least I’m able to eat and things are getting better. I think my stomach is finally getting used to the pills.

Anyway, after all of that, my skin is actually looking better so there is some good coming out of it.

Tomorrow I go back to the dermatologist to get a sample taken from the bump on my cheek for biopsy. I’m also taking tomorrow off from work to use up some vacation time. Today I have a headache that will not go away. My first niece is due in exactly three weeks and I might go down to Florida when she’s born to see her, but I’m not sure yet. (My parents and siblings live in South Florida, while I currently live in North Carolina.) It depends on whether I can get the time off at the last minute. I don’t want to schedule time off ahead of time and then the baby be a week late and I have to come back home without getting to see her.

Also, I think I’m getting sick. One of my cousins and an aunt both have the flu and I was near them over the weekend for a birthday party, though I tried not to get too close, but I’m sure the germs were floating all in the air.