In the past week, I had an interesting conversation with a young lady who had just turned 29. She outlined to me the figurative journey she took that led to her decision to get Botox, her continued fascination with Botox, and its lasting effects.
I struggled with how to communicate her story in a blog post, since all of my blog posts are written in the first person. I finally decided to just write a reasonably accurate transcript of our talk, rather than keep trying to speak for her in the 3rd person.
So without further ado, here is the Botox experience directly through the words of a 29-year-old Botox lover:
I had Botox for the first time when I was 27 years old. I initially didn’t tell anyone about this decision, including my family and close friends, due to the fact that when I told other colleagues and co-workers that I was thinking of getting Botox, they told me that I was too young and I didn’t really need it.
But my mirror and computer screen were telling a different story. Working in IT, I was constantly on some device where I was squinting or concentrating.
I was starting to see early but definite “eleven” lines being etched between my eyes. Even the acquaintances who were telling me I didn’t need Botox were asking me why I was angry looking or tired all the time.
I tried makeup, which didn’t work. I tried actively not scowling, but constantly caught myself doing it multiple times a day.
The final straw came when my boss sat down with me at a regularly scheduled evaluation and asked me if there was some reason I was dissatisfied with my job. I told him truthfully that I loved my job and my co-workers.
He offered that I looked stressed and upset a lot, and he wanted to be sure I was OK. I walked out of that meeting knowing that my “elevens” had to go.
I did my research online about Botox and was reassured about its safety. There were stories about Botox’s negative side effects, but most of those resulted from poorly trained people or the use of counterfeit products or cheap knock-offs.
I went to Dr. Burke’s office for a free consultation, and he answered all my questions and concerns. He did not pressure me to make a decision on the spot, and I left the consultation feeling good about the possibility of getting Botox injections.
I called Maine Laser Skin Care and received an appointment quickly that week. Since I had done all the paperwork during the consultation, I was quickly placed in the examining room.
When Dr. Burke came in, he asked if I had any other questions and then proceeded to tell me what he was going to do. I sat back on the table, he cleaned between my eyes with an alcohol swab, and drew up the appropriate Botox amount into a small syringe.
Dr. Burke had explained during the consult that the muscles between the eyes are quite strong and require a series of injections into the strongest parts of the muscle, usually 5. He had me “make a mad face” and gave me 5 small injections into the area.
Each injection felt like a sharp pinch at the time followed by some pressure, but the whole injection process was over very quickly. Dr. Burke applied some pressure to the area immediately after to reduce the risk of bruising (I had none).
After the procedure, I had what looked like 5 small black fly bites between my eyes that I was fortunately able to easily cover with makeup. Dr. Burke went over the aftercare instructions, which basically consisted of not lying down for 4 hours (which, as you can guess, is frowned on at work anyway) and not rubbing the area.
I felt no pain after. Since this was during a lunch break, I quickly when back to work and nobody noticed anything different.
In the next several days, I did notice that I had to really concentrate on that muscle to scowl to the point where it was difficult to scowl. Several days after that, I woke up one day and couldn’t scowl at all. My prayers were answered!
Slowly but surely, the “elevens” faded into the background. I don’t look frozen. I have my natural smooth skin between my eyes back.
To those who implied that I didn’t need Botox, they obviously did not know that those lines were driving me crazy and that it was affecting how other people were perceiving my moods. From my point of view, if you have a problem you can solve with existing and safe technology, why not? I realize that it was somewhat preventive medicine, but it’s preventing me from looking older and more cranky than I really am.
Every time my Botox wears off, I keep on coming back for more. That should tell you something about how much I love my Botox.
The Botox effect does last longer and longer each time I use it and I get what I call “frequent flyer” points as well (they call them “Brilliant Distinction” points) which saves me money. My advice to those of any age who are thinking about Botox is just do it or, at the very least, make a consultation to discuss how it might help you.