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Hi! 

Welcome to my blog about how I find peace and health in a crazy world. 

Whore baths. No shame in my game

Ok, so taking a Dead Sea Salt bath every day depletes my DSS inventory too quickly. I started thinking yesterday about moisturizer withdrawal and that perhaps that also applies to baths; creating a false humid environment too often.
So Wednesday I took a shower and was very careful to not even let my neck or arms really get wet. It was an ab workout to wash my hair and afterwards I did a Dead Sea Salt steam for my face and neck. Then applied my HLA lotion.

Yesterday I was too tired to do a bath OR a shower. So I went with the whore bath. I got a clean washcloth and my sensitive body wash and went to washing the pertinent areas. I didn't sweat at all during the day, no yoga except for my meditation and pigeon pose and rabbit pose at the end of the day at work. My skin is so dry, it doesn't feel gross when I don't shower for a day, neither does my hair or scalp. My neck, back, face and arms received no moisture whatsoever yesterday. But around 10pm anxiety hit for some reason and I went to the bathroom to stretch my neck up and crack, crack, CRACK!! My neck popped up and started bleeding. I then proceeded to just go ahead and scratch off that nasty scab in that middle area and apply the HLA lotion. Gio doesn't know what to do when I am in pain and stressed out, but honestly I don't know what I want him to do either. Sometimes just leave me alone, other times just pat my back and say it's going to be ok.

Since I didn't sleep well Wednesday night, I took a natural herbal sleeping pill and drank two sleepytime teas. I didn't remember Gio even coming to bed. I didn't wake up once and I felt great this morning. All the raw spots formed scabs which I am actually fine with and didn't feel the need to scratch off or stretch open. I am going to try as hard as I can to not open them and let them heal on their own.

 The left picture is the night before when I stretched it out, the two on the right are the next morning at work.

The left picture is the night before when I stretched it out, the two on the right are the next morning at work.

 My skin is drier than Gandhi's sandal.

My skin is drier than Gandhi's sandal.

So the areas have definitely become localized. I call them hot spots. The red blotches everywhere come and go within hours but mostly are gone.
It still looks bad, and again I was humbled because my skin was doing so well and then my neck dried out and tightened up again but it reminded me that this is slow process.
I wont just heal in a week, it will slowly disappear.
Maybe this is my last little flare? Positivity saves me. Affirmations save me. They are both becoming more frequent and I can say in confidence that ...
 

I love myself just the way I am.
I have beautiful healthy radiant skin.
I am healthy and strong.

 

Two steps forward, one step back. Life is a dance in a way.

Don't turn the treadmill off.

I think I'm healing.I think I'm healing.I think I'm healing.