I do not know where I am going with this post. There are a lot of things swimming in my murky brain.
One, my face is on fire after being Blue Lighted by Dr. Skin’s medical cohort. This, in theory, is to bring all of my pre-cancers to the surface in one fell swoop. Sadly, champagne is not served while one’s face is cooking in the equivalent of a facial MRI machine while wearing too small swim goggles. Get on that, Dr. Skin. She had her face done yesterday so she should know! While in her office, I wondered if she was aware that the abstract artwork on the wall was that of a female nude? With a pair of too small swim goggles dangling daintly off the woman’s left hand? Now I’ve probably ruined/improved the experience for everyone.
Secondly, I am solidly in the desert with Jesus right now. It’s arid.
Thirdly, when thinking of the blue light, I also absurdly think of Adam Curlykale (not his real name). Adam is a young man who, after surviving cancer, decided to tattoo his entire body. According to this article, he only has two spots left to ink in.
I have written several times about tattoos on this blog, mostly pertaining to my friend Viking Queen. I have lost touch with Viking Queen but think of her often. She was my entree into the world of tats.
Thing 1 also pointed out some interesting facts about tats when she briefly worked for an organ donor NGO. In that organization (but not all) donors with tats are excluded from donating organs. So, for that matter, are most people over the age of 50. At that NGO, the only viable parts would be corneas and unblemished (aged) skin. Not worth checking the box on my driver’s license for me!
Also, the Red Cross limits blood donations for those who have been recently tattooed, some forever. Read this article here. These are the places in America that DO NOT REGULATE tattoos: District of Columbia, Georgia, Idaho, Maryland, Massachusetts, Nevada, New Hampshire, New York, Pennsylvania, Utah and Wyoming. Well, no wonder. I was precluded from donating blood in the US for five years because I had lived in a many a virulent, disease laden country. Oh, for the expat life once again! What if I had lived overseas AND had a tattoo?
It has also come to light that residual tattoo ink lodges in your lymph nodes, the infection clearing houses of the body. Click here to read more about this fascinating subject.
I have spent a lot of time around a lot of yogis with lots and lots of ink displayed across their bodies. Some of it is nonsensical, ridiculous, and ugly. Some is artistic, sobering, and empowering. But I guarantee, guarantee, that none of them (yogis!) thought about the health implications! Which, frankly, stuns me. I have an allergic reaction to henna tattoos so you know I can only imagine what cadmium would do to my skin ….
Finally, no judgment if you have a tattoo. If you are my age, your skin is sagging already and a tattoo might perk it up! Why not? Live large! No one wants your skin anyway! I am clinging to the patches of mine that are healthy. All my messages to the Universe are writ large on my blog and t-shirts and that’s enough for me and my truth for today.
Apologies for not editing. It’s (TRUTHFULLY) been one of the longest weeks of my life. Shalom!