You are beautiful in every single way

I cannot  believe what I have just put myself through tonight. 

To look at this face, you can't see anything wrong, can you?   Let me tell you.  Holy shit, I am still shaking. 

On the right of my face, on my cheek you might notice a tiny little red mark.  This red mark distresses me because it has got bigger over the years.  

It's only burst blood vessels, but I have seen people who have them, and they have gotten bigger, and eugh.  I just don'twant to think about it. 

Anyhooo- Himself had attended this very lovely Lady in town, for the removal of a skin tag which was annoying him on his neck.  

Her joy at removing these skin  tags was quite exhilarating.   I asked her if the mark on my face could be removed.  I was thinking, perhaps some zapping instrument. ...

Yes, she advised. of course we could. but (a) I would need to not be on holiday (b) would need not to be stressed  (c) would have to be ready for it. 

hmmm

So between holidays and what not, It's been a few months since we first talked about it.   I popped in last week for a skin test. 

"Feels like an elastic band against your skin". PING.  

No, not an elastic bank, more like someone stabbing me with a very sharp hot blade.  

No reaction,  so we were deemed okay to go. 

I went down tonight, quite unsure. 

How long will this take ?  i asked.  Cause Himself was waiting for me. 

Looks at me closely and says "twenty minutes if we get through it". 

Text Himself. 

Lays on bed.  

She takes unflattering picture of me laying on my back. 

"Now I will put cotton on your eyes, and glasses on". 

"Now  I am putting cold, cold gel on your face to offset the heat"

"now I am going to count down from three, and will do it here" (and places her finger on my left cheek,  in front of my ear.". 

"you know what it feels like, like an elastic band". 

"No", I said, "Not an elastic band, a big bloody knife". 

"Yes", She said, "so now you know what you are expecting".  And Shouted 3,2 1 and zapped me. 

Oh my god.  The pain.  The actual pain. 

"shall I continue? "  

"get on with it"

9 times she did it, I think.  

Each one, felt slightly hotter, slightly sharper, I was tying my fingers in knots.   Oh my god.  I was trying to take myself out of my body. 

And suddenly it was over.

She laughed.   "It's really traumatic isn't it? "

I just lay there, stunned . 

I looked at my watch, 5 minutes had passed

"not twenty minutes"? 

"most people ask for a break between each ping and then there is often crying". 

I paid for this!! i paid for this pain. 

I actually paid for this? 

What next  BOTOX?