Ugh! my lips, my lips, my lips are on fire.

Grrr.

This is getting so incredibly ridiculous you have NO idea.

I called the doctor again on Thursday and informed her that the lip cream (locoid lipocream) she prescribed me wasn't working. So she prescribed me some Hydroxyzine in pill form. It's basically a Rx only antihistamine used especially for allergies that effect the skin. (Not to mention it's use for anxiety issues. I think I scored here on more then one level). Anyway, the minute I took it, I felt relief. The pain and itching diminished considerably. And I have to admit, two days later after taking these pills, the redness has turned into a bright pink. And that folks...is improvement in my mind. However, the peeling hasn't stopped and it still hurts to move my lips. Yes, this makes smiling hard...not to mention eating. I've lost 4lbs in these last two weeks! Not that I'm complaining about that...but come on! This is getting to be re-god damn-diculous as my friend Luke Wilson says in Anchorman. And until these symptoms and "hard-ships" go away I don't think I can claim victory on this mess. At least I've confirmed a diagnosis. Allergies. Thank heaven for that. Not knowing what the hell is happening to me is scarier then the symptoms themselves. Although what the allergy is remains a mystery. I'm totally clueless in that regard.

I JUST WANT IT TO GO AWAY. Two fucking weeks now. Enough is enough.

Hopefully, though, if things continue to improve, my bloggingsphere will expand next week. I'll actually have something to talk about other then my impaired lips. Thank heaven for that, too. This topic is way over-played.

In other news...three day weekend. I plan to get drunk today. So, who knows, I may be back earlier then you think and write something deeply moving in a drunken endeavor.

Oh, the anticipation. How will you contain yourself, eh?