First things first, I am having trouble setting it up so I can be emailed back from comments I leave on other blogs. I have changed something else on my settings in the email and mobile settings bit and would love it if someone could let me know if it has worked.
Ok ... so I got up this morning and headed off to see the dietician. After filling her in on my antics of this weekend she was practically rolling on the floor laughing. I expected her to be mad but she wasn't. She gave me a little lecture on not eating naughty stuff just because I eat small portions. I really felt like yelling at her "What do you not eat cake and ice cream on your birthday?" but I had a sneaky suspicion it was more to do with the chips I got stuck on. I said I thought I needed a tiny bit out. I've been on the very tight side since the stuckisodes (thanks Michelle) and although I am confident it would settle down, I have a manic few weeks before Disney in 18 days!!!! and a little easing off to help the transition would be handy. I had 0.3 ml removed (which was put in last March) and I am much more comfortable and have only head hunger to deal with today. Yay. Fingers crossed it stays like this.
Then I drove back, past my house and on to Cockfosters, where I climbed aboard the tube ...
For the first time ever, it was deserted. I am guessing a combination of the beautiful weather we are having this week (it was 30*C ), the Olympic torch doing the rounds of London or the fact it was 1pm. I got to Kings Cross, did a little shopping at St Pancras International, had a coffee and then went off to get my lady-bits lasered!
Those of you with sensitive natures may stop reading now.
Yep, you read that right ... I hate pubes. I found a groupon and they are going ... for good ... all of them. Yes, again, I do mean ALL! I hate shaving almost as much as I hate pubes so I do it but it is just downright dangerous. And I know I can wax, but I don't like the stubbly grow back, so I saw my chance to get rid permanently and I grabbed. I went for the patch test on Friday, no problems, no pain to speak of so back I went. Well the lady who was performing said procedure warned me it would be a little different today because it would be a bigger area in each go. Holy crap, I was practically climbing the ceiling to get away from her. She had to reduce the level down 4 from the patch test because I couldn't take it. They tell you it is like being flicked with an elastic band but it's more like static shocks. Hundreds of them. All over your lady-bits. One after another after another. Each individually is over in a second, recovered in 10-15 but there is no break, no downtime, nada. Just a very nice, friendly woman with a sado-masachistic torture device pointed at your crotch. I haven't been to the toilet for the last 9 hours because I think, subconsciously, I am a little scared to take my knickers off again. In all fairness when I begged for a break she gave me a minute and then counted down the last few doses like a personal trainer counts down exercises for you. And it did hurt less than my eyebrow waxing ... but I have a deformed eyebrow and that makes me cry every 3 weeks so it's not saying a lot. There are 5 weeks before I have to go again. She said it will hurt less because I will have killed off some of the hair by then. I hope so.
Ok ... so I got up this morning and headed off to see the dietician. After filling her in on my antics of this weekend she was practically rolling on the floor laughing. I expected her to be mad but she wasn't. She gave me a little lecture on not eating naughty stuff just because I eat small portions. I really felt like yelling at her "What do you not eat cake and ice cream on your birthday?" but I had a sneaky suspicion it was more to do with the chips I got stuck on. I said I thought I needed a tiny bit out. I've been on the very tight side since the stuckisodes (thanks Michelle) and although I am confident it would settle down, I have a manic few weeks before Disney in 18 days!!!! and a little easing off to help the transition would be handy. I had 0.3 ml removed (which was put in last March) and I am much more comfortable and have only head hunger to deal with today. Yay. Fingers crossed it stays like this.
Then I drove back, past my house and on to Cockfosters, where I climbed aboard the tube ...
For the first time ever, it was deserted. I am guessing a combination of the beautiful weather we are having this week (it was 30*C ), the Olympic torch doing the rounds of London or the fact it was 1pm. I got to Kings Cross, did a little shopping at St Pancras International, had a coffee and then went off to get my lady-bits lasered!
Those of you with sensitive natures may stop reading now.
Yep, you read that right ... I hate pubes. I found a groupon and they are going ... for good ... all of them. Yes, again, I do mean ALL! I hate shaving almost as much as I hate pubes so I do it but it is just downright dangerous. And I know I can wax, but I don't like the stubbly grow back, so I saw my chance to get rid permanently and I grabbed. I went for the patch test on Friday, no problems, no pain to speak of so back I went. Well the lady who was performing said procedure warned me it would be a little different today because it would be a bigger area in each go. Holy crap, I was practically climbing the ceiling to get away from her. She had to reduce the level down 4 from the patch test because I couldn't take it. They tell you it is like being flicked with an elastic band but it's more like static shocks. Hundreds of them. All over your lady-bits. One after another after another. Each individually is over in a second, recovered in 10-15 but there is no break, no downtime, nada. Just a very nice, friendly woman with a sado-masachistic torture device pointed at your crotch. I haven't been to the toilet for the last 9 hours because I think, subconsciously, I am a little scared to take my knickers off again. In all fairness when I begged for a break she gave me a minute and then counted down the last few doses like a personal trainer counts down exercises for you. And it did hurt less than my eyebrow waxing ... but I have a deformed eyebrow and that makes me cry every 3 weeks so it's not saying a lot. There are 5 weeks before I have to go again. She said it will hurt less because I will have killed off some of the hair by then. I hope so.
12 comments:
wow! sounds like quite the day...and I don't mean the part about the unfill!!!!! Hope your lady bits are still intact and you can pee.
Sarah, oh my goodness!!! You are a funny girl! Hope you feel better tomorrow!!!
I'm sorry, but you had me rolling laughing the way you described it! And I had to wonder what type of person could handle doing that as a job day in and day out - it must truly be a calling!! I hope after you survive all the treatments, you have the smooth and lovely lady part of your dreams! You will have earned it!!!!! :-D (and no PTPD - post traumatic peeing disorder)Thanks again for the good laugh! :-)
OM Gee. lol. No way Jose. Better you than me! BTW... I love how you say "knickers" CUTE. haha.
I got a brazilian once...never, ever gain. OMG. Can't imagine what you went through...that's even worse!
I'm in total agreement with you about pube hatred and shaving/waxing hatred. I want it all lasered off!! How did you find just flashing your bits? I've always been to nervous, partly because of my size... how much was it? Love x
Oh wow. Not sure what else to say. That just sounds like torture.
Hahahaha! Better you than me, hon. Jeez... I get Brazilians and those are effing bad enough.
Although, like you... I hate pubes, shaving and waxing so I might consider this sort of medieval torture to get rid of them permanently. Fair play to ya. :)
OH MY GOSH. I am in pain for you, poor thing. I can't imagine how amazing it would be to have that done, though. I HATE pube maintenance. Ugh.
Sarah, thank you for this post...I needed a small laugh and got it when I read this :)
Wow! What a day!
Cockfosters! The blue line goes there!! ha ha. Random stuff I remember from when I lived in London.
I did laser hair removal and it hurt...SO BAD! And it didn't really work for me. I kept going back for almost 12 sessions and it still didn't get rid of all the hair. I finally just gave up because I couldn't take the pain anymore for barely any results.
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