I've never really entertained thoughts of Botox. Except to think, "Eeew, why would anyone choose to have a toxin injected into their face so that they're rendered incapable of expressing themselves?" But, yesterday, as the local anesthetic started to wear off, I started to discover how very connected my mouth is to my scalp. Nooo, don't make me laugh. Or even smile. Only soft foods to chew, please. It became very apparent to me that I'm much more facially expressive when interacting with MrMan than with anyone else. Painfully apparent. And I started to wish that I'd gotten a Botox injection to go with my ... whatever you want to call it. I'm hoping that the discomfort washes down the drain with some of the congealed blood, when I wash my hair tonight. Sorry to be so gross.
Posted by Shokufeh at October 10, 2007 02:43 PMOh how true this is. Another casualty of motherhood!
Posted by: kristi at October 15, 2007 08:32 PM