Haha, I thought that was a good title. Read on and you’ll see why the title is both funny and important

Firstly: I have some sort of rushed job interview tomorrow for a job I know nothing about, and I have no idea what company it’s for either. I have nothing to wear… I am not holding my breath. I am utterly unprepared.

Righto, so today was the visit to the Dermatologist. I am happy to report that after lots of form signing and lectures, they have let me have Roaccutane.
The drug sounds a lot scarier now than it did this morning, they have a double sided sheet of possible side effects including details about seeking psychiatric treatment after the treatment is over… hopefully that won’t apply to me
I had to sign a form stating I was not taking any form of contraceptive (I was …very close to saying “I’m Gay” to stop the questions about whether I am sexually active) and that I was going against the advice of doctors… because taking Roaccutane when pregnant can severely deform a baby. I have no plans to hop into bed or start a family within the next few months/years so its not something that bothers me.
What does is having to have a blood test every 2 weeks to monitor a few things.

I also had to get a pregnancy test done before they’d led me go down to the pharmacy to get the drugs. If it had been positive I think that would’ve attracted media attention. I can’t say it was fun in the slightest, pretty weird actually. I jokingly asked the nurse in a surprised voice “am I pregnant? :O ” and she then laughed at me and signed my form.

So I have the apparent ‘cure’ to my acne. Apparently I’ll need to get some lip balm, but I already use a lot of that

Fingers crossed everything goes smoothly.