Aren't I a little old to have acne? I didn't have it badly in highschool, god!!
I went to the dermatologist today, and she diagnosed me with moderate but icky acne. boo!! I mean, I'm twenty seven, and not pregnant, why does my face hate me now? Along with all the other ailments I have going on with me!
The things grad school has done to me! When I started, the only medication I took was the Pill. Now, I take all this, for these reasons:
Zyrtec, for seasonal allergies. yeah, seasonal as in, ALL SEASONS! Indoor, outdoor, I'm allergic to my jerk-off cats, and dust. I am not a good housekeeper, people. So I'm allergic to my home. Nice
A beta-blocker- for prevention of migraines. Fat lot of good it does, too. I eat
Imitrex- for the relief of migraines in progress. like it's candy!
And still the pill, of course
And now, an antibiotic for my face, plus Differin and a funky face wash.
I am a walking pharmacy, people. I think they're getting suspicious of me at CVS. Seriously, if any of these drugs was in any way fun, I'd be in trouble, I think.
I know this entry is long and a bit incoherent. But I popped an antibiotic before realizing that I have to sit up for a half hour before going to bed, because this stuff that supposedly will clear up my skin? It will also burn holes in my esophagus.
I should just wear a Darth Vader helmet instead. That'd be much easier than this shit!!