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Yesterday my face looked like this :
It's hard to tell under all that make up, but I didn't have a complete moon face. There might have been a bit of jaw swelling going on, but not as bad as today.
This is what I woke up to this morning - eep!
You can see in the shot above particularly how the left side of my face (right side in the pic) is more swollen around the cheek and neck than the other side (you can tell as the width of double chin is about 3 times the size on that side). I have a wisdom tooth acting up. It is quite painful. As I write this I'm sucking on an ice pop to numb it. I'll get some Anbesol liquid tomorrow to numb it properly.
Last time this tooth played up it lasted over 2 weeks and as I was unable to eat solids, I was living off soup, so I really hope it goes away soon.
That's my skin as-is by the way - no foundation or powder at all. At least today is a good skin day ;) Yesterday morning it looked like this:
One of the rarely discussed effects of Fibromyalgia is a hot, swollen, red and burning facial rash. Luckily it was only up like this for about 90 minutes, but it can get in the way of plans sometimes. There's no way I'd leave the house looking like this. Of course, there are worse facial blemishes to have, but the sheer discomfort of it leaves me in a shitty mood and sometimes it needs ice on it to calm it down.
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As today was 'just' a moon face day, we went out for a walk.
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| Lovely autumn leaves |
It was quite a short walk for us today as it got dark much earlier (the clocks went back last night and it was a dreary day all day long), it was raining, and we hadn't prepared a Plan B when it turned out our Plan A parking for a woodland walk was someone's private spaces. Google maps, you deceive! :) We had a lovely walk around a graveyard, as you can see from the shots above.
We walked onto some private land by accident after the church (it looked like woodland, there was no gate and no name plate) and got a warning off (friendly on the surface, at least) from a woman who appeared out of nowhere in the trees. Maybe they have a meth lab out there or something and they shoo everyone away. Simples - get a gate and a sign which says 'Private Land' and save yourself a whole lot of trouble ;)
I digress, the walk was short but the drive was lovely and the changing autumn leaves everywhere are just stunning. I love this time of year and look forward to another walk next week.
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I went to MySpace today for the first time in months (I only ever go there to listen to music from bands who don't have their own website). I was looking through my old blogs and it was like being reminded of the person I used to be. I don't know if you've ever looked back on things you've written before and forgotten about and been really impressed? It sounds big-headed, but I don't mean for it to be at all. I'm just such a different person now and I don't write the same way as I used to.
It's like nothing I say here on this blog matters, like I've become vapid and shallow. It seems to be here I write about just a few subjects - my health, make up, life stuff and some photography. When my mind was less muddied, the world was my oyster and I wrote about so many things. I wrote fiction and poetry. I had things to say about current events, music, films, tv, and I wrote lots of funny and soul-searching stuff, some of it deep and intelligent. It was like the gateway to the 'me' who doesn't exist any more, and it made me sad.
I don't know if because I posted all my blogs to 'friends only' on MySpace, that I felt a freedom of speech that perhaps I don't feel here. After all, when you are amongst friends it's easier to be frank. Being in the public eye here, perhaps I'm subconsciously self-editing. Or perhaps I just have less energy. When I was blogging on MySpace I was doing it daily, sometimes more than once a day, so there were bound to be a few gems in amongst all that content. Now, my health does limit my energy, and I make the most of a good day to blog.
I don't know why I'm sharing this with you, to be honest. Maybe it just needs to be said so I can process it. I thought I was done with the transition from well me to unwell me. Perhaps it's best not to be reminded, as to do so makes me pine for a time when things were different, and that makes me sound ungrateful for the now. Believe it or not I'm very pleased to be able to live any kind of life, as the alternative is such an unattractive prospect!
Perhaps I've been trying to be jack of all trades and master of none, but with a bent towards a couple of trades more than others ;)
I wanted to align myself with the plus-size community, as I am a plus-sized woman, but they don't want me as I'm not purely a fatshion blogger (and frankly I'm RUBBISH at posting my outfits, so that was never going to work!)
I wanted to be a beauty blogger as makeup makes me very happy, but I lack the resources to pay for all the stuff one needs to buy to be stay on top and informative, and that community doesn't want me either, because frankly there are way better people out there at slapping make up on and telling people about it. Jesus, I still have half a carrier bag full of make up I've barely even looked at, let alone reviewed.
I can't fit into one blogging box and I don't want to. Labels are for jams, not people.
The 'Plus Size Shopaholic' moniker doesn't fit any more (pardon the pun!) and I'm going to change it to something more vague all encompassing.
For those of you who stick with me through all my dithering, name changes, self-indulgent mind-spew and everything else, I salute you!
I'm going to try to capture the essence of my 'old' self and inject a bit more variety into this thing.
Thanks for reading, now more than ever.