RAINBOW STORIES

part 6 (poly content vs poly skin)

Today I went back to polystyrene to make follow-up observations and follow-up actions. I met Doctor Aisyah and then checked my ovarian condition again. Aisyah's doctor prescribed two drugs. Hormone drugs to launch the menstrual cycle and Metformin to reduce insulin resistance and fertility problems due to PCOS.

The hospital hallway I searched. I am still learning to accept this situation. I still hope Mas Pras and his extended family accept my condition. Because getting married is not just me and Mas Pras, but two families that will become one.

The hospital visitors made me more grateful. Some of them are much worse than me. Some of them enjoy the health of Allah through some of his organs. It feels, I have been infuriated when I was unable to accept my current condition sincerely.

I could not feel my steps had stopped in front of the entrance of the poly pharmacy. I boiled the prescription from doctor Aisyah at the hospital pharmacy. Hormone drugs that form small tablets are small red and Metformin which is also in the form of tablets only larger in size than the hormone drugs. This hormone drug should be taken once a day and should not change its schedule. Should be consistent, if you forget or do not drink a day only then the drug is repeated from the beginning.

I installed alaram so as not to forget to take the medicine on time. At 18:00 I set the smartphone. I repeat for the next 30 days, because the medicine runs out on the thirtyth day.

The first day I took the medicine, the body felt shivering and limp. The second day it feels cold and nauseous. Until the seventh day it was not bad. In addition, there were also a lot of pimples on my face and back.

I never miss using my skin. Starting from facial wash, toner, day cream, night cream to serum. I use routine without forgetting. Something was wrong with my face this time.

My face is getting horrible. Large pimples even have festering grow a lot. This unusual acne pimple grows in the temples to the chin. Some are on the back. Makes me very uncomfortable.

Using a hijab feels sore on the edges of the face. Removing the hijab was very painful because many pimples fester. Besides, I gained ten pounds after ten days of treatment. You can imagine how physically bad I was this time.

Oiya mas Pras, what if mas Pras sees the physical condition like this. Disgust may mas Pras see me now. How is this, my race is getting worse. Terrible physical condition plus my unstable health condition. I decided to see Dr. Aisyah again even though the medicine had not run out.

"Mom why am I being like this ? Mas Pras still wants to be with me, doesn't ma'am?" I asked my mother.

"Maybe it's the effect of the cure, son. Believe me a good man will never look at the physical as a deficiency" answered the mother

"Why else would chat mas not be replied ?" Mas Pras asked surprised me on the front porch.

"Shaki's shy mas, shaki's face is full of pimples". Answer me while closing my face.

"Hi dek, if only a matter of face because of acne then mas leave you it's called mas coward deck" he replied with a laugh.

"Why is that so ? Shaki was afraid of this" I whined.

"This city is an advanced area, there must be a skin specialist who can heal your face again deck. It can even make your face like a Korean artist's deck" she replied with a light laugh.

Mas Pras is different from other men. This time mas Pras again do not bother about things that I think are big. How not, a beautiful woman with her face. This heart is increasingly falling in love with mas Pras. There was always happiness in my meetings with him.

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