This is definitely not my week. My emotions have been swinging up and down, left to right & I feel as grey as the London skies. At the back of my mind, I know it’s my black dog making its presence felt. Fine, that’s normal but then my skin is dry & I feel sick & dirty.

Tuesday I went to my dermatologist for my skin allergy patch test & I haven’t showered for 48 – hours! My hair is as oily as Snape’s. Yes, I shampoo’ed it but I don’t why it won’t stay shiny & clean-looking if I didn’t douse my entire body with water & soap.

My back is itchy. Dunno if it’s due to the allergens. My fear is it’s itchy because I am allergic to the plasters! Anyway, I just hope all these are worth it in the end because my skin needs the right treatment. I keep complaining how rough my face is now & this year I’ve actually taken steps to at least find out why. Tonite I will have my first reading, like palm-reading only the nurse will be tracing how many bumps formed on my back, which looks like a messy whiteboard, only my skin is not white.

Then this morning at the office, I found out I “have” pala. That explains my short/ill temper. And why I am so uncomfortable. I really hate these red visits. I should be glad I guess as I have had depo-injections for 3-years & most women don’t get their menstrual cycle back for a year. But as my ate said I might be similar to Nanay in terms of fertility (“mahakbangan lang buntis na” she said).

So anyway, here’s to women everywhere. Us, who are governed by the Waters and the Moon. Or am I the only loony?