I got Botox!

So, I suppose I should be embarrassed but I'm not.  Since having the twins 6.75 years ago (perhaps a bit earlier), I have developed hyperhidrosis.  I have tried all the fancy clinical strength antiperspirants but none have helped.  It is embarrassing to sweat (it's not stinky, people), just wet and ugh.  I found myself compensating by wearing tanktops in the summer and only black or white shirts in the winter.  I suppose I haven't done a thing about it because I've been just a wee bit busy raising children, working full time, being room mom for multiple classes and multiple schools, etc.  Well, I finally hit the wall.  I got a referral from my GP and away I went.  They asked me the standard stuff that I had googled they would and I answered honestly.  It DOES interfere with my life, what I wear, my self-confidence, etc.  The dermatologist recommended Botox.  They told me that they would call my HMO and see if it was covered.  About 2 months later...APPROVED!  My insurance had to ship them the botox though, so I had to wait another 10 days. 

Today was the big day.  I wore...wait for it...a tank top ;).

Of course, my appointment was at 8:50am and at 9:15am I got mad.  Finally, at 9:40, they called me back and had me lay on a table.  The doctor came in about 5 minutes later - I almost found out everything that had happened in Hollywood last week...  I put my first arm behind my head and the doctor took a purple marker.  He made 25 dots.  Then, he said, "This isn't going to be excruciating but it's not really comfortable."  Um, OK.  He was right.  About 20 of those bad dogs hurt and made me wince.  Halfway through he said, "Well, I can see you weren't lying.  You're starting to sweat."  Oh, AWESOME!  Thanks for letting me know b/c I wasn't aware... (insert eye roll here).  Finally done with that side and we moved on to the next.  Oh wait, I forgot that the nurse/guy started cleaning all the purple dots off with alcohol and I almost hit him.  About 10 minutes later, I was out of there.  The doctor said that b/c I am so small, perhaps the shots will last a year but I qualify for 2 treatments per year.

It was weird and it did hurt but I am confident the little bit of ouch will be worth it! 

On my way out, they told me that would pre-order the next treatment.  I said, "If I don't need it, can you use it in my face?"  They laughed.  But not much.

I really need to do this more often

My life is busy.  Really, really, incredibly, insanely busy.  I may be developing an ulcer due to the many many activities over the summer.  I want to start trying to blog more often because recent life events have made me grateful for bloggers.  I found myself needing some medical information for a good friend and several blogs contained more information that I actually wanted to read than the medical sites.  Given William's diagnoses of Trisomy 18 Mosaic and his chimerism, it makes me a little regretful...ok, a LOT regretful that I haven't been blogging his entire 6.5 years.

This past Monday, William started Elementary school.  This is a pretty amazing milestone in his/our lives to say the least.  He happily walked right into that school (as a 1st grader - should be another post) and into his classroom.  Of course, after purveying the room and seeing NOT A SINGLE firetruck, train or bus, he grabbed my hand and pointed to the door.  His choices at big school were: color or build with legos.  Well, he happily dumped a puzzle on the floor and enjoyed knocking over his new classmates tower but that's the extent of it.  He cried when I left and that was heart-wrenching.  He is such a loving and outgoing personality - up for anything and fearing little - that this was pretty tough.  However, he had a good day.  He stopped crying and was overjoyed to ride the little bus home.  In fact, he got upset when it was gone!  The next morning, he grabbed his backpack and pointed at the door.  He was ready for that bus alright.

Spencer is going to a different elementary that is a little closer to the house and Harper started back to The Rise School of Dallas today!  Ah, and now you see why I have a moment to write.

It's pretty weird, to say the least, to send your child to school and be unable to communicate with him about his day when he returns.  Luckily, his teacher and I have had a couple of phone chats already and that helps a lot.

I'm going to try...try, really try, to start blogging and go back in time to update some of the many events in William's life.  Perhaps it will help someone like the blogs I read the last couple of days, helped me.

Elizabeth