In June, I went to the doctor with what appeared to be a spider bite on my back. The bite had gotten seriously infected and was oozing pus. In October, I went to the doctor because I had an infected cold sore. My lip swelled up, and my face puffed out. And in January, I went to the doctor because of an infected ingrown hair. The infected part had swelled up and was throbbing painfully. My temperature was elevated and I was prescribed another round of antibiotics and warm compresses on the spot.
So that’s three major infections, and three rounds of antibiotics. Three different major skin problems — with their attendant pain and embarrassment — in three months. And it’s all my fault. I can’t stop picking at my skin.
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I have a confession to make: I’m a popper. Not a popper of pills, mind you. I am a popper of pimples. I know that’s gross, and I’m sorry. However, I do think that, at the very least, I owe it to you, dear reader, to hold myself responsible: My name is Sara Barron, and I’m a pimple-popping addict.
My mother was also an addict, and these sorts of things, see, they run in the family. I first noticed I had a problem just as soon as I went through puberty. I’d get delightful bursts of whiteheads on my face and, I swear to god, it was like they were talking to me. Pop me … pop me … you simply HAVE to pop me. The idea that some people get zits, and are capable of just leaving them alone seems utterly bizarre to me. If you’d said, “Sara: Here’s the deal. There’s a ripe and massive whitehead on your face. You can either A) Pop it, but then you have to run the Boston Marathon, or B) Not pop it, but then you won’t have to run the Boston Marathon,” I’d be like, “Get me some bandaids for my nipples, motherf**ker. I will be running that marathon. And I will be popping that zit.” Keep reading »
I woke up this morning with two bug bites on my face. Yeah, my face. Not to be a negative Nelly, but c’mon—as if I don’t have enough other “challenges” to getting a zit-free face, now I’ve got two big, red mosquito bites that look like hellacious pimples to contend with? Great. (Also, it’s almost winter; how are mosquitos still alive? And why are they still buzzing around?) Here’s my dilemma: One of the bites is right next to my nose looking like an angry pimple, so I want to get it tamed ASAP. How do I do that? My first thought, no picking at it or scratching—I could end up with a scar. A few of my other mosquito bite tactics? After the jump …. Keep reading »
It might not be for everyone, but it’s worth a try to dab a bit of Neosporin on a pimple before bedtime. It’s best to use for whiteheads that have already broken the surface and possibly ruptured the skin. Because it’s an antibiotic ointment, it will help prevent infection, and might also help to minimize scarring (nobody likes an acne scar on their face). Easy, and best of all, it’s cheap. [$7.99, Drugstore.com] Keep reading »
OMG. Scientists think they have found the cure for acne. The drug SMT D002 supposedly can reduce the flow of sebum, that nasty oiliness that makes you break out, by 90%. Right now it’s only offered in pill form to treat some other condition, but they’re hoping to turn it into a cream that can be easily applied on skin with moderate to severe acne. This is a much better optipon than, say, Retin-A, which totally makes people suicidal. Where the hell were these doctors when I was covered in pimples all through junior high and high school?! [Telegraph U.K.] Keep reading »