Zit Face - Me

So, I had to do that thing that all women dread more than a sharp stick in the eye – the gynecologist. It doesn’t matter how understanding, fantastic, slow, warm (hands) the doctor is, this exam is one of the most uncomfortable experiences in my life. Every woman I know dreads this much more than anything the dentist can dream up.

It didn’t stop there though. I had to get a new prescription of birth control pills. Sadly, not because I’m a raging slut *sigh* but because I just need them. With all the other benefits besides preventing pregnancy, (more controlled PMS and shorter/lighter periods), bcp’s are a godsend. (ha ha).

So, I started to take these new pills and within a few days, something started to happen. My face…totally…broke out! We’re talking pizza face extreme. Zits everywhere, EVERYwhere. I was immediately reverted to my teenage years but without all the youthful glow to my skin (acne and wrinkles, hooray!). As a teenager, I had it rough because I had MASSIVE acne. And being who I am, I was also unable to keep myself from prodding, poking, scratching, and jabbing each nasty little bugger that surfaced on my face. I still can’t. At least in my later 20’s, and with the occasional help from prescribed medicine or bcp’s with that added benefit, they have begun to disappear from my face. There have even been many times where I haven’t had a single zit in sight.

Not anymore. I look ridiculous. Of course, I’ve also mysteriously gained 5lbs in like a week despite my continued gym visits/incessant Jesus-like walking around NYC. I don’t get it.

I blame the pills.

Luckily, after contacting my health care provider (She’s actually a licensed midwife, not a doctor, kind of cool), she gladly changed my prescription, though I have to “finish off” my current one. Looks like I’ll be pizza face for a few weeks yet. Hooray! And this with two separate visits from two friends who haven’t seen me in a long time (argh!) and two upcoming “blind dates” with men I’d like to impress with more than my wit and intelligence (gah!).

Now all I need to do is wake up with braces in my mouth again.