October 28th, 2008
So here’s the thing: I don’t look like this anymore.
Now, I look way more like this:
I don’t know how to explain it. It’s like I had the peel, and suddenly I emerged from my crusty shell wearing garish red lipstick and dark wash trouser jeans. Weird, huh?
Oh fine. The straight poop is that overall, I think the peel was worth it, and it can be for you too, if your expectations are reasonable. I have to admit that I thought my zits would burn off, which did not happen, and in fact, as the upper two layers of my skin peeled off, it exposed my clogged pores in 3D bas relief. Wow, I’ve got me some hyper sebaceous glands.
I have however noticed that my skin looks “refreshed,” and my brown spots are diminished, and my skin tone evened. I cannot emphasize enough that I have crappy German skin, not having inherited my Dad’s lustrous Norwegian complexion, anti-aged by years of coldwater fishing and ice packs culled straight from the fjords. No, I got the skin that comes after centuries of stressful warring and Black Plague avoidance. So, I instantly notice any little improvement, because in a nutshell, my skin sucks. And the peel DID help. But the zits, you know? The zits. By God, THE ZITS, HAVE YOU NO MERCY?
In any case. I had a TCA peel, which is a medium-grade chemical peel normally applied by plastic surgeons. A medical esthetician I trust, who I’ve visited for years, performed my peel, and I’m glad she did. She’s got amazing attention to detail, superior follow-up skills, and major accountability. In short, she didn’t slap the chemical on my face and tell me to call her in the morning. She called me. Several times, in fact, and walked me through the healing. A week later, she even performed a facial to sweep away the weeping sore crusts.
Anyway, meander much? Let me try to bullet point this.
- A TCA peel is better in my opinion than lasers. I’ve seen too many laser casualties (hyperpigmentation, burns, etc.) to be comfortable with that option.
- The peel is applied in quadrants (forehead, right cheek, left cheek, chin) and it does hurt like a motherfucker for about two minutes. But you can handle it. I’m a hypochondriac, remember? And if I can withstand burny pain for two minutes, I guarantee you can too.
- The peel removed my superficial brown spots and very fine lines.
- On a scale of 1-10, I think the improvement in my skin tone is a 7 and a half.
- The peel does not eliminate acne, so be prepared to still be a pizza face if you were one before the peel.
- The peels typically cost $1,000-ish if you go to a plastic surgeon. My medical esthetician charged $450, which included the follow-up facial.
- It’s ideal to have a couple peels a year for best results. But since there’s a week downtime, this is hard to do if you say, work, like to go for Starbucks everyday, or show yourself to other humans who might possibly want to have sex with you.
- If you’re approaching 40, this peel makes you feel like you are stalling the gray hands of time. And you DO notice a difference.
In other loose ends updates, Rebecca is now in a convalescent hospital. I’m going to write more about that tomorrow. I’d like to describe the experience a little more poetically, which is something I tend to do when my heart is ripped out.
All right. I suppose that’s a little dramatic. Still, there is nothing as depressing as a convalescent hospital. It’s a soul sucker, that one.
But hey! State of mind is where it’s at. Positive. I’m staying positive. The Norwegian wins over the German in this one.