I shower and leave. No makeup except for lipstick.
I walk to the subway in a light drizzle. Enough that I think to wear a raincoat. I hate umbrellas and never bother with them. Plus, it's only a light rain I'm hopeful will end soon.
I exit the subway to a total downpour.
My water-resistant raincoat gets soaked through. My jeans are drenched from the knees down. And my suede sandals look like they won't recover.
I get to the doctor's.
She looks at what I call my ugly pictures and says, "To me these are beautiful."
She tells me the efudex worked well. My face is smooth (except for one small thing on my nose that she freezes off). She's very pleased with the results.
It's been exactly three weeks since I stopped the medication. The redness is mostly gone, but not totally. I can now leave my house with no makeup and not scare anyone.
Glad I did it.
Glad it's over.
And hope to never have to do it again.
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