Hey guys,
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Something has been wrong. I gave up on my blog because I just never had anything to say anymore. I was doing the same ol’, same ol’ everyday… Staying indoors on gorgeous days, playing online games. I had truely become, what the French call, a ‘no life’.
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I had even stayed indoors for five whole weeks, without stepping foot into public. However I did have a reason for that…
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I had been practically forced to go to the doctor by my parents. I wouldn’t budge, no way! A strange form of some sort of skin malfunction had decided to take over my entire forehead… At that time it wasn’t so bad, I could just cover it up with a make-shift fringe, but having to actually SHOW it to the doctor, was no where to be found in my slightest of interests…
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I ended up going anyway [like I said before, FORCED 
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] and was pretty darn grateful in the end. As the doctor exclaimed that I should of come sooner and I may be scarred, my mouth dropped. I am one of those insanely unique people who gets chickenpox twice! Yep, that right people! Chickenpox attacked my face. Yay for me! It’s such a pity that there isn’t really a way to show pure sarcasm in writing….
The doctor explained that the chickenpox will lie blissfully asleep in the nerves in my spine until one day, when I become stressed or go by an infected child, it shall take one of the three routes across my face and… ATTACK!!! It had gone across my entire forehead. He also had to add that it’s quite possible I can get it again, in a week, three years, twenty years, it could even happen on my wedding day… Great going with jinxing me! Thanks A LOT!
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I was given chickenpox cream and tablets to take. The little blisters began to pop up everywhere, it was like it was starting over again!
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The doctor had lied! LIED, I TELL YOU! It seems that the pox had just got oh, so excited and done a little rampage over all three nerves and were now dancing around, thinking they were sooo funny, laughing at me as they watched my horrified expression in the mirror.
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My face was actually covered. It was like there was no more face. Just eyes… and a mouth. That is all! I was like some scaly noseless creature, I was sure that I was growing into a lizard, that someday I would just wake up and would have grown a tail, so I’d whack at it, believing that such a tail could not be mine and it would get a fright and fall off… So I would just grow another one and it would be a desperately depressing cycle, eventually I’d end up mad… in the head and would be known as ‘The Crazy Lizard Woman… Who Sometimes Has A Tail’.
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I spent the most of my life sleeping. When I got to my worst, my face was just like a giant sore and there were still a few blisters left on my face so the itch was slowly driving me to insanity. To eat was painful, to yawn was painful, to bath gave me slight relief but when it came to drying my face, it was painful. Pretty much everything I did was painful. I couldn’t sleep easily, having to lie on my back, if I let myself indulge by lying on my side it felt as if the pillow was covered in bread crumbs, which was, in fact my ‘lovely’ face.
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Great way to spend my first five weeks of being sixteen years old!
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It was like my face was doing the different stages in the different areas. My forehead was the first to clear, then my left cheek, nose, chin and finally my right cheek. I only had two other blisters that were actually ON my body. They were the only things that left scars on my stomach. In the end, once everything had healed, my skin was just flaking off until eventually I was back to almost normal, a very blotchy faced normal anyway, this stage lasted about a month. I only got two blisters on my actual body and they’re the only ones that left little scars on my stomach. So I’m very happy.
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Wow, that wasn’t a very pretty post topic… but if you’re reading this because you’ve got chickenpox.. again, I sympathise with you and don’t worry, you won’t be a lizard forever 
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It was funny because when my mom and I googled ‘adult chickenpox’ or something like that, we both came across a
pretty scary image of a man’s face covered and stopped searching so we wouldn’t get overly worried. This is how my face turned out to be, maybe even worse… just I didn’t have to guts to take a picture and post it onto the internet ! Also: While we’re all here, I’d just like to add that my parents really rock, thanks !
! Also: While we’re all here, I’d just like to add that my parents really rock, thanks !.
I’m pretty excited about the next post ups that I’m going to write, I’ve just had the best past few days! Keep an eye out! Hoping to hear from you guys soon!
Keep an eye out! Hoping to hear from you guys soon!.
~ Bianca
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