Keep It or Lose It?
It all started a few weeks ago when I went to visit the dermatologist to have something taken care of on my face. Well, I'll just call it what it was: I had warts on my face. How they got there, I have no idea, but needless to say they needed to go.Thankfully, the treatment was fairly easy. As the saying goes, "there's a first for everything"... I can now say I've been sprayed in the face with liquid nitrogen. It was cold, and it stung, but it wasn't unbearable. I felt it more on the drive home than I did during the actual procedure, but the stinging feeling was gone after an hour or so. I'd honestly rather sit through that again than what I'm dealing with right now.One of the doctor's orders was that I couldn't shave the area of my face for a few weeks while waiting for the treated area to heal. Other than trying some facial hair in the past, I've never worn anything as far as that goes. I have always preferred the look and feel of a clean-shaven face. Interestingly enough, no men in my family have facial hair, and being the first to break that tradition really isn't high on my priority list. Perhaps I should look into getting my face zapped so I don't have to grow facial hair ever again... that's a thing, right?I've gone a few days without shaving, and it's no big deal, but this is a whole new level of "unbearably annoying." I love the feel after a nice shave... my face is nice and smooth... I am literally dying for a shave right now because my face does not stop itching!Friends of mine with facial hair have all told me that the feeling of discomfort and itchiness will eventually pass, and others have told me that my... "stuff" on my face actually looks good. Hence, I'm torn. There's a part of me that can't wait to get rid of it, and there's a part of me that is mildly curious to keep it for awhile and see if it changes anything. I've been looking for ways to get out of my comfort zone in some areas of life, so maybe this is one I can add to the list. It certainly meets the requirements of pushing the boundaries of what I consider to be comfortable, because comfortable this surely is not!