The Color Purple

The Color Purple =

A movie starring Oprah.

A Crayola Crayon.

And now, my face.

Yeah, my face. Will someone please tell me why the "Grimace" is always smiling, because this is not cute on him OR on me.

I was in to see a specialist last Thursday (LAST THURSDAY! A WEEK AGO!) about a couple of "areas of concern" with my skin.

It was recommended that I undergo this light treatment, which would basically heat my face with a special light and remove the superficial layers of my face, and with that any pre-cancerous anythings, fine lines, blemishes, you name it.

This sounds great to me. I sign up, though it is explained I must stay 0ut of any light for 48 hours after. I clear my weekend.

48 hours later, I emerge from my cave to find my face is bright red and purplish. The treatment was a little intensive, and I admit I could tell immediately that it was a little more than I bagained for... but 48 hours is not so bad.

So on Monday 48 hours later why am I this ridiculous color? "Ah, yes - that slight discoloration could last several more days... or possibly a week or more."

Would have been nice to know.

And I can tell you right now that Doctor and I have different interpretations of the word "slight".

Wish me luck. (PRAY for me! Please!)