The Scourge of Murphy's Law

The countdown has started to the OMG cancer conference and I want to have a great time and look good when I go. I have always had great skin and noticed that my face was a tiny bit dry. I have ultra sensitive/allergic skin on my face and have to be uber careful of what goes on it. I actually don't use any products on my skin except for sunscreen and my rosewater makeup remover.

So I walked into an unspecified beauty store which is supposed to have the most natural products on the market. I expressed my concerns to the woman working there and she lead me to an exfoliant which had no perfumes or colours. It was supposed to be extremely gentle and was made with aloe vera. She even tested it on my hand first and convinced me it would be fine.

I used it the evening before in case it didn't agree with me despite the hand skin test. I went to bed and this was the result in the morning.


This photo doesn't even show the full extent of the copious rashiness.

I took the product back to the store that morning to get my money back saying, "it didn't work for me". Meanwhile the person who I spoke to wouldn't look me in the eye or even at me at all. She kept averting my gaze and shuffling around returning my money without question. In fact it seemed suspiciously like she was trying to get my ass out of the store as quickly as possible without the other customers seeing me.

I left with my gargantuous sunglasses on, hair down facing the floor looking a lot like someone who was being carted off to prison trying to conceal their identity. Unfortunately my circumstance wasn't that flashy or interesting. Just a case of face cream gone horribly, horribly wrong.

So yesterday it seemed a little better but the problem of the dry white skin was worse than the one I originally wanted to fix. And then I thought, well I have lots of time left before I fly to New York so I should be healed by then.

The last half of yesterday my face felt kind of burny but I hadn't been in the sun and it had been 24 hrs since the use of the face burning cream so I assumed it was my stupid menopause.

Then this morning I wake up and my face has scales! SCALES! Scales of dried skin all over but worse in some spots than others. I'd have to have a bag over my head to leave the house today without someone thinking I had some sort of evil skin disease. I even get eczema on my face and this is so much worse than that, so today my face cream is hydrocortisone cream.

I will keep my fingers crossed that it will be gone by the time I fly. All this for some a minute amount of vanity. In my mind I was thinking it would be nice to do a small kind thing for myself but it backfired big time. This is my first big trip in 18 years and Mr. Murphy is having a great laugh at my expense.

So Mr. Murphey if you are reading this, with all due respect, you can kindly take your law and bite me.