The beauty of botoxpublished: 2008-08-29
Botox always manages to throw me off guard, despite it being a treatment I’ve been getting off and on for about ten years. I panic during the treatment ("no swallowing, no coughing," says my doctor, yet what do I manage to do every single time?). I panic after the treatment ("give it a day or two, maybe three," he says every time, yet by day two I’m convinced it landed in my lungs instead of my vocal cords which means pretty soon I’ll be going through lung paralysis.) Then suddenly, on day three – which is today- it starts to work.
And now I can speak. I can speak! Until the botox wears out, and panic kicks in all over again.