ow. ow. ow. …?
Morning before I get my first chemical peel: I am imagining pain will come. I have no idea really. But I’m beginning to wonder why I let Groupon’s promotion and a friend’s rave about chemical peels intrigue me enough to buy a session. I don’t really need it – although sure, anybody at my (incredibly wonderful) age secretly, or openly, wants smoother skin. But do I really want glycolic acid put on my face, despite being reassured that they’ll study my skin first to determine the right amount?
Sometimes I think I may be getting carried away with this New Year’s resolution: I also signed up for acupuncture in a couple of weeks.
Immediately after: Not too bad. There was tingling the first minute, followed by stinging for another couple of minutes. But the session came with all sorts of warnings. The main two were: 1) don’t use retinal-a for the next two weeks, otherwise it could cause scarring; and 2) keep my face moist for a week, otherwise you’ll peel a whole lot more and earlier and that will lead to discoloration of your skin. And yet stubborn me went through with it. The process itself seemed rather benign: she wiped on a gel of glycolic acid, it stung for a few minutes, she patted/wiped it off with what felt like water, then she put a ton of moisturizer and sunblock on. My face was a little blotchy for about 30 minutes, but now, an hour later, it looks normal, if a little greasy from the moisturizer.
Now to see how many days before it starts peeling, if it peels. I’ll update in several days. Right after I get my first kayaking roll and exit lesson from my friends Julie and Eric, weather permitting.