Saturday, January 23, 2010

I'm a Barbie Girl...

Posted by GeekByMarriage at 9:14 AM
Life in plastic.... it's fantastic!
Not!

Little known fact about me: I cannot sweat. Zilch. Zero. Nada.

Why is this a problem? I mean people are now getting Botox shoved into their pits for the pleasure of being like me.

When you cut back or quit smoking your body tries to purge itself of all the toxins floating around your system. ( I've cut my smoking in HALF this past week) The main outlet is through sweat which, as we've established, I don't do.

I get to wake up some mornings and feel like I am wrapped in plastic. A living Barbie doll. If only I would wake up LOOKING like one.
All the bad stuff sits just beneath the top of my skin in a heavy, choking layer.

My skin feels like it's suffocating like when I try to use liquid makeup or thick lotions. I'm ashamed to admit that when I woke up this morning I almost had a panic attack and dove into the tub to scrub my body down so I could "breathe". I BOIL myself in my bathtub.

Impossible you say?

Side Story Alert! (My friend, Nate, had to use my bathroom as I was getting ready to take a bath. Water was done running so I shut it off and let him in. Jase had told him about my baths so I dared him to stick his foot in and time how long he could keep it there. Foot goes in and comes out in less than 3 seconds. His poor foot was beet red. He left the room and I got in washed my hair and stuff and got out. I was in there little over 20 minutes or so. Long story short the next day he came over and showed me that all the blisters on that one foot had burnt off. Poor guy, he works on his feet all day so his feet needed to be rough and having baby soft feet hurt for a week.)

I cannot blame it on quitting alone. I wake up like this at least 3 times a month. Right now it's like a mad exodus of yuck trying to escape my body at once and it's freaking me out.
I am cutting back on soda now and switching to flavored water in hopes that I can flush that crap out a different way than through my nonexistent pores.

Too bad water makes me nauseous. My belly sloshing around. Gross.

Thank You, CruzMissile  for your comment!!!! I'm using the patch and I have the gum for when I get to the point that the patch isn't helping as much. A little backup insurance. You don't know how much it means to me to hear someone else break it down. You and Kristin are the best!

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3 comments:

Quiet Dreams on January 23, 2010 at 8:00 PM said...

You're totally my hero for going through this. Totally.

Shelly- Mom Files on January 24, 2010 at 10:02 PM said...

Wow, craziness. I'm sure it will get better. I'm sorry you have to go through all this crap but I know you won't regret it :) KEEP IT UP!

Kristin on January 24, 2010 at 11:32 PM said...

Ooooh, I love to take baths and showers hot like that! Hope this stage of the nastiness goes by quickly.

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Saturday, January 23, 2010

I'm a Barbie Girl...


Life in plastic.... it's fantastic!
Not!

Little known fact about me: I cannot sweat. Zilch. Zero. Nada.

Why is this a problem? I mean people are now getting Botox shoved into their pits for the pleasure of being like me.

When you cut back or quit smoking your body tries to purge itself of all the toxins floating around your system. ( I've cut my smoking in HALF this past week) The main outlet is through sweat which, as we've established, I don't do.

I get to wake up some mornings and feel like I am wrapped in plastic. A living Barbie doll. If only I would wake up LOOKING like one.
All the bad stuff sits just beneath the top of my skin in a heavy, choking layer.

My skin feels like it's suffocating like when I try to use liquid makeup or thick lotions. I'm ashamed to admit that when I woke up this morning I almost had a panic attack and dove into the tub to scrub my body down so I could "breathe". I BOIL myself in my bathtub.

Impossible you say?

Side Story Alert! (My friend, Nate, had to use my bathroom as I was getting ready to take a bath. Water was done running so I shut it off and let him in. Jase had told him about my baths so I dared him to stick his foot in and time how long he could keep it there. Foot goes in and comes out in less than 3 seconds. His poor foot was beet red. He left the room and I got in washed my hair and stuff and got out. I was in there little over 20 minutes or so. Long story short the next day he came over and showed me that all the blisters on that one foot had burnt off. Poor guy, he works on his feet all day so his feet needed to be rough and having baby soft feet hurt for a week.)

I cannot blame it on quitting alone. I wake up like this at least 3 times a month. Right now it's like a mad exodus of yuck trying to escape my body at once and it's freaking me out.
I am cutting back on soda now and switching to flavored water in hopes that I can flush that crap out a different way than through my nonexistent pores.

Too bad water makes me nauseous. My belly sloshing around. Gross.

Thank You, CruzMissile  for your comment!!!! I'm using the patch and I have the gum for when I get to the point that the patch isn't helping as much. A little backup insurance. You don't know how much it means to me to hear someone else break it down. You and Kristin are the best!

Photobucket

3 comments on "I'm a Barbie Girl..."

Quiet Dreams on January 23, 2010 at 8:00 PM said...

You're totally my hero for going through this. Totally.

Shelly- Mom Files on January 24, 2010 at 10:02 PM said...

Wow, craziness. I'm sure it will get better. I'm sorry you have to go through all this crap but I know you won't regret it :) KEEP IT UP!

Kristin on January 24, 2010 at 11:32 PM said...

Ooooh, I love to take baths and showers hot like that! Hope this stage of the nastiness goes by quickly.

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