Hello again! I've spent almost all day watching Forensic Files on Court TV. This isn't a plug for the show, I swear. I just really like forensics. I could watch CSI for a month straight and not get tired of it. Also, I really enjoy learning how not to murder someone. Not that I think I'll ever need to know that stuff, but it couldn't hurt. Heh.
Aaaaanyway. Yesterday was Christmas, and I think I've picked up a fun new side effect. The muscles around my ribcage are killing me, and my back kinda aches, too. When I lie flat on my back or stomach or stand completely straight, the pain is really nasty. What the hell? I know this is not unusual, but I wasn't expecting such a weird side effect so early on.
You know, I think I forgot to mention earlier what my dosage is. I'm at 40 mg twice daily, or 80 mg per day. From what I've read on other blogs, that seems kind of high. It probably has something to do with the fact that I'm 170 lb and 5'10", though. Maybe my high dosage has something to do with the early aches?
My skin has gotten slightly better, in it's own way. Normally, I have very few minor zits and many huge ones that stick around for a week and go deep beneath the skin. All those deep ones have come to the surface and disappeared, but the small ones are still numerous (about three daily). It's an improvement, I guess. My face is flaky but not very dry, so I think I need to exfoliate. My lips are chapped as hell, but luckily I have my chap stick at the ready.
My hair isn't any drier yet. I'm really worried that my hair and lips will be damaged. I have really lovely hair and soft, near-perfect lips, and I don't want to lose that. I'm not trying to brag about my looks, either, but my best features are my hair, lips, and breasts. The acne returned to my chest, and I don't want the other features in the Trinity of Hotness to be marred.
Yeah, I'm vain. Dinner time!
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Friday, December 22, 2006
First Postess With the Mostest
So.
This is my isotretinoin blog. I wanted to name it Accutaneous, but that name was already taken. :/
I started taking Amnesteem on Tuesday morning. Today is barely Friday. I've got my capsules in a...I think a 10-dram container here on my left, and three ounces of Bailey's on my right. Heh.
I don't really know why I stated this blog. I've been thinking of doing a blog for a long time now. I have a LiveJournal that I post on infrequently, but I figured my friends wouldn't want to read about my zits. I actually thought my first blog would be sex-themed, but that never got off the ground because I don't actually have any sex. More on that later.
I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Kristen. I'm a sophomore at the University of Florida, and I'm studying psychology. I want to be a counseling psychologist specializing in sexual issues. I'm a childfree pro-choice sort-of-cisgender bisexual feminist atheist. I'm also a determinist, and I find that bothers people the most. I love to read, paint, and take photos. I live with my boyfriend of two years and my two cats of five months in a one-bedroom apartment. I'm a Catholic school survivor. For the past several months I've worked in a pharmacy, but it isn't working out. I don't have a car or a license, for that matter. I've got Icewind Dale II running as I type this.
That's me in a nutshell. Stick around and I'll undoubtedly give you more details.
I'm on isotretinoin for the same reasons everyone else is: My skin is shit. It turned to shit when I was in seventh grade, and continued on until I was 16 and went on birth control pills. Before then, I had tried almost everything else available to me, with no change. Lo and behold, my skin cleared up in less than three months on BCP, and stayed clear until I came to UF. From there it went from perfect to about average, which really didn't bother me. I went off hormonal birth control over the summer so I could get a long-desired Paraguard IUD, and BOOM--my skin is now worse than is has ever been. I have my father to thank for these wonderful genes. Four months ago I broke down into tears and made an appointment with the dermatologists at the student healthcare clinic. They gave me Retin-A, which made my skin explode. After two months of that I got fed up. I demanded Accutane. To my shock, my demands met with no resistance. Well, no human resistance. iPledge has been a bitch to deal with, to absolutely nobody's surprise.
So here I am, going into day four. Today my skin was somewhat drier than usual, which is still pretty oily, really. On day two my lips stung a bit. Other than that, I've really had no side-effects yet. YET. I can't wait for the depression. That should be really fun. At least I'll get to see a shrink again, and maybe I can pick up some techniques! Haha, gotta keep it positive.
Alright, back to IWD2. Blogging is not as fun as casting fireball while yelling, "That's right, BITCH!!" at my computer screen.
This is my isotretinoin blog. I wanted to name it Accutaneous, but that name was already taken. :/
I started taking Amnesteem on Tuesday morning. Today is barely Friday. I've got my capsules in a...I think a 10-dram container here on my left, and three ounces of Bailey's on my right. Heh.
I don't really know why I stated this blog. I've been thinking of doing a blog for a long time now. I have a LiveJournal that I post on infrequently, but I figured my friends wouldn't want to read about my zits. I actually thought my first blog would be sex-themed, but that never got off the ground because I don't actually have any sex. More on that later.
I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Kristen. I'm a sophomore at the University of Florida, and I'm studying psychology. I want to be a counseling psychologist specializing in sexual issues. I'm a childfree pro-choice sort-of-cisgender bisexual feminist atheist. I'm also a determinist, and I find that bothers people the most. I love to read, paint, and take photos. I live with my boyfriend of two years and my two cats of five months in a one-bedroom apartment. I'm a Catholic school survivor. For the past several months I've worked in a pharmacy, but it isn't working out. I don't have a car or a license, for that matter. I've got Icewind Dale II running as I type this.
That's me in a nutshell. Stick around and I'll undoubtedly give you more details.
I'm on isotretinoin for the same reasons everyone else is: My skin is shit. It turned to shit when I was in seventh grade, and continued on until I was 16 and went on birth control pills. Before then, I had tried almost everything else available to me, with no change. Lo and behold, my skin cleared up in less than three months on BCP, and stayed clear until I came to UF. From there it went from perfect to about average, which really didn't bother me. I went off hormonal birth control over the summer so I could get a long-desired Paraguard IUD, and BOOM--my skin is now worse than is has ever been. I have my father to thank for these wonderful genes. Four months ago I broke down into tears and made an appointment with the dermatologists at the student healthcare clinic. They gave me Retin-A, which made my skin explode. After two months of that I got fed up. I demanded Accutane. To my shock, my demands met with no resistance. Well, no human resistance. iPledge has been a bitch to deal with, to absolutely nobody's surprise.
So here I am, going into day four. Today my skin was somewhat drier than usual, which is still pretty oily, really. On day two my lips stung a bit. Other than that, I've really had no side-effects yet. YET. I can't wait for the depression. That should be really fun. At least I'll get to see a shrink again, and maybe I can pick up some techniques! Haha, gotta keep it positive.
Alright, back to IWD2. Blogging is not as fun as casting fireball while yelling, "That's right, BITCH!!" at my computer screen.
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