For I knew I wouldn’t know you, but I got under your skin

For those who have seen me IRL recently (or not, as there haven’t been many photos of myself on here either) may have noticed something strange going on with my skin. For the last 4 months I have been suffering from unsightly break outs, red lumps and sore skin. I have tried every lotion and potion going, from spot creams to changing my moisturiser, none of which has made one iota of difference. The spots may come and go, but they are always there.

(Although I have discovered the amazing DHC deep cleansing oil in the process – even if I have spots, my face is squeaky clean)

With 5 months to go to the wedding and a fear of looking like this on the day, I finally plucked up the courage to take my spots to the doctor. I felt such a fraud, taking something so trivial in a surgery full of coughs and bad backs, but I was starting to get depressed just looking in the mirror, and my confidence? Shot to pieces. Having terrible skin is dehabilitating, as all those teenagers know. To get it in your 30s, well, sometimes I must admit I don’t want to leave the house and face the world.

I was expecting to get laughed out of the surgery with a lecture on cleanse, tone, moisturiser, but instead the lovely lady locum peered at me closely, sympathised wildly, and did not diagnose a dose of adult acne as expected. Instead I have a skin condition called Rosacea (although it is often called acne-rosacea it isn’t actually spots) probably brought on by stress and a sensitivity to sunlight.

Luckily, mine is just breakouts, flushing and my favourite – a dry burning feeling – and I haven’t got the permanent redness, broken blood vessels and the brandy nose that old men with rosacea get – you know, the long term drinker look  – yet. Although it may still develop – rosacea while harmless generally is progressive.

So, I’ve been given a high dose antibiotic to take for the next 3 months (oxytetracycline – which I noted is also used to treat bubonic plague!) and have been told to try azelaic acid (I actually got a sample of this in a beauty box, but I never noticed much difference I must admit, but i’ll give it another go) and to wear a high factor sunscreen on my face (sunlight can make it worse, plus the creams can make you burn more easily) and to try and keep myself cool.

So, finger’s crossed the antibiotics work, as well, I am sick of looking like a spotty 16 year old! Anyone else got any experience of rosacea? Any suggestions about how to get it under control?

Miss S x