My face could have been red BEFORE the dermatologist exposed me to blue light. I left the house right on time for the appointment, and the car wouldn’t start!! If I were normal, my blood pressure would have shot up, making my face red. Neighbor Shawn saved the day by driving me there and picking me up. Words could not express how grateful I was.

My face procedure was a neighborhood event. Joyce was involved because she loaned me a wide-brimmed hat that was required. On the way home, Shawn said she’d take a photo of me with the hat, which she did.

Post procedure, Day 1. The next morning I put on sunscreen before going out to walk. I was told to protect my face carefully for the next three weeks. Who knew it would blow up, literally on my face? All was well until I turned at the stop sign to go home. The sun hit me head on, and my face began to burn. I was on fire! I wondered if it was the salt water from a leaky eye running down my face. The water ran, not the eye. Shawn’s assessment was that the sunscreen was old. Daughter Lise will tell me, “That’s what you get for keeping out-if-date items.” In my defense, I looked for an expiration date and couldn’t find one. I found two other tubes with dates and promptly threw them in the wastebasket.

Post procedure, Day 2. Because my car wouldn’t start, I couldn’t drive to buy new sunscreen. I went out to walk half an hour earlier than usual and wrapped shade around my face. That was unnecessary, because the sun didn’t shine!! Sunrise was officially at 6:54, and I was home at 8:22. Cloud cover hid the sun entirely. I wouldn’t mind just hibernating, but I will have to go out eventually.