Foolery had a great embarrassing story. Not that I laugh at other people being exposed, but she offerred it up. It got me ruminating about some of my most embarrasing moments. Luckily I got most of my most embarrasing stuff out of the way in Middleschool, one of the most awkward stages in my life. At the time I was rocking thick glasses, braces and an afro. See my mother thought it was a good idea to cut my hair and then perm it. I am convinced that my mother was intent on making me as ugly as possible because afros have never looked good on twelve year old white girls.
I was in middleschool and I was battling horrible acne. My mother had dragged me to dermatologist and asked for the strongest stuff they had. That would be maximum strength Retin A. She smothered it into my face before school and sent me off. As the day wore on my face hurt more and more, but I didn't have a mirror. In between classes kids were laughing at me. I thought it was the usual, my hair, my glasses and or my braces. When I went to the bathroom I looked in the mirror and was horrified to discover that my whole face was burned and bright red. I looked like someone had left me out in the desert for a year.
I waited for the bell to ring for class when no one would be in the halls and I ran to the nurses office. She looked at me very concerned and asked me what I was on. I told her my facial drug of choice and she called me mother. My mother walked into the nurse's office, she gasped and then starting laughing. The heartiest laugh I have ever heard out of her. I get that is was funny, I know that it looked like I had given my self a facial with tomato sauce, but I was like in actual pain, had been laughed at by my peers, I was actually looking for some sort of comfort from my maternal parental unit. My mother finally regained her compsure and took me off to the doctor, see my Mom had missed that little part on the label that said "Don't expose to sun". Apparently they were quite serious about that warning, seeing as I had 2nd degree chemical burn on my face.
It was funny, and I can laugh about it now.
Monday, February 18, 2008
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3 comments:
ouch! I can feel your pain about the afro, except I didn't have a perm, I have naturally curly hair, that mom kept 2" long and then made me brush my hair. My embarrassing nick name was cabbage head.
Oh my lord, that's awful. I'd rather flash a vertical smile ANY DAY than go through what you went through.
Mean Laurie would have put the Retin-A in Mommy's night cream.
That's not funny, poor you!!! I can't believe your mom gave you chemical burns and then laughed at you. Parents! It's a wonder we all survive childhood.
My mom gave me and my sisters bowl cuts with longer hair in the back (aka mullets). Luckily I was too dorky to realize that I was uncool.
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