People say Las Vegas is like Disneyland for adults or like walking into a giant candy store. Having just been to Vegas, I can understand this comparison. However, I was even more recently at my brand new dermatologist and I have to admit, that office is going to be my Disneyland and candy store for awhile. I walked in with my preliminary list of ideas (some might call them "issues"), and after a few minutes browsing brochures and advertisements in the spa-like waiting room, I knew our insurance company would regret allowing me to meet her.
I walked out with a couple of bandages (what can I say, I love the sun and pool), a few prescriptions (my doc claims she can help take the "red" out of my big red nose and clear up my nasty face that has suddenly become far too reminiscent of being 15 again), a cream to help the weird red spots on my left elbow (no matter what she calls it, I will forever deny any reference to having eczema), another appointment to remove an unsightly blemish on my leg, and dreams of future appointments for leg vein laser therapy (why not attack now before they get even more gnarly???).
And this is just my first round. I feel like I finally understand what my Constitutional Law professor meant when he was going on and on about a "slippery slope." Finally.
I've also been on the hunt for Dallas girlfriends ever since our plane landed at Love Field that warm July night. My dermatologist is just a few years older than me, newly preggers, and has gorgeous skin. I don't mind having to pay a little for a friend that can give me a beauty boost every time I see her. She'll be a bestie in no time, even if she doesn't realize it.
~M
Nice! I just tried getting in for the umpteenth time to make a comment, and finally made it. Always good to have friends who can solve your problems.
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