“How long have you had acne?”
That’s not really a question anyone wants to hear, even from a doctor whose job it is to cure such things. The nature of my visit involved moles not zits.
“I’ve had breakouts off and on all my adult life.”
It’s true. It’s a cruel twist of fate. Or it’s a myth that acne is worse in the teen years. I have blemishes more frequently now than I did as a teen. Except for that one nasty bout of rash-like breakouts all along my chin when I was sixteen or seventeen. When it happened my mother said, “That’s what happens when you make out with a boy.” She was teasing. Or half-serious. I’m still not sure. But she took me to the dermatologist and I got some medication to help clear it up because I have always been vain about my face. When you grow up fat, you rely on it more.
So now, at the ripe age of 37 when my face is slowly being taken over by laugh lines and errant hairs and saggy skin and even what appears to be a small sun spot, I am being asked about a small, almost-gone pimple on my chin. Awesome.
We talked about the frequency and type and she pushed some medication on me that I am still not sure I want. I mean, the break outs are fairly infrequent and I take really good care of my skin. I wash. I moisturize. I use eye cream for christsake! Besides, I’m not that keen on taking some medication that could make me dizzy plus a host of other side effects just to zap an occasional zit. It’s not my top priority. Which is odd considering how vain I am about my face.
The real reason for the appointment, and we finally DID get to it, was to get the army of moles covering my back checked out. It’d been about 10 years since I last had them looked at and one on my left shoulder blade was suspiciously itchy. You can ask Mr. Darcy to testify to that since I am forever asking him to scratch it. It goes something like: No up a little. To the left more. Harder. Ohmygodyes that’s it! Right there! Thank you! And no, I’m not confusing mole itching with sexy time.
The doctor ended up removing the culprit and now it itches for an entirely different reason. But hopefully the lab comes out with positive results and I won’t have to go back in for another, deeper chunk of my back to be cut out like the last time. And with that visit, I have now accomplished two things on my 37 in 37 list. Only 35 left to go with a little over ten months left. Go me!