My Face is Healing

Hello,

I have stopped applying the cream. My face looks better already. Of course, looks better is a relative term. There is more healing to be done. This is the longest period in my adult life that I have not put on makeup. I’m even adjusting to the idea that people can see the real me, but do they get past the outside view? One man who stopped in the library told me he had had the same treatment. His face looked wonderful in spite of some surgeries. I am not sure that my face will look that good because I learned he did not have Resaca and Seborrhea Kerasotes as I do.

I feel like a poster child. Another woman came in and talked about where I had gone and just what it entailed. She had a spot removed from her face and was to see a dermatologist. I guess it is good for the general population to know about this. As with many journeys in life it is comforting to talk to someone who has been down the road before you so they can lend encouragement and support.

Last night we had company for dinner. I tried a new soup recipe and made some bread. It was great to have some conversation with someone besides Leroy. Leroy does not talk much at mealtime. Usually I can see the top of his head as he works on emptying his plate. Actually in the last months he is trying to change that and looks up from time to time. He even talks a little. It seems we do our best talking when we are in bed with the lights out. Is that because we cannot be distracted by anything else?

I have read a book for the church book club, Beyond the Beautiful Forevers. It has some very low spots in it. The author’s remarks afterward seemed to bring it all together. After reading those remarks, I liked it better than I had. The library book club also meets this week on Tuesday. For that one I read a short book, Married and still loving it. It is so unusual to read a nonfiction for a book club and then to do two of them!

Paula