The Diaries Of A Sweaty Girl

Dear Readers: 

SOOOO, so sorry to leave you hanging like that!! I promise, I still love you all! Life has just been super, SUPER hectic! I will finish my story, I PROMISE. But for now, can I please just tell you that I am HAPPY! Life is good. School has been insane, but I am oh so happy. 

And let me just say to you all: I hope and pray that you all are too! Please... be happy. And if you are having a sad day, take a moment to have a sad day. But be happy while you are doing it. Be happy to be sad and let that emotion out. 

OKAY.

Sooo you know I love you all but thank you to the dear reader who told me about Dehydral cream! I have been using it and have honestly never had this dry of hands before-- it's weird. Like what is dry?? I don't know. Haha I started using it because I had a hot date coming up, and guess what-- we actually held hands that night! I was sooo nervous that he would touch them and they would instantly start sweating, but the cream, mixed with the snowy, cold weather made it perfect! I ran home and told all my gal friends who were dying for gossip the deets, and then finished with, "And the best part of it all-- MY HANDS WERE DRY!!!" Gasps from all the girls were heard all around and then swooning over my dry hands was in order. I know, I know. It was a dream come true. Hahaha it's funny though cause now he thinks my hands are always so dry and like cracked-- the cream will leave your hands feeling like that. But I think it's better than sweaty! Little does he know that on the inside I am an insanely sweaty girl. Mwuahaha. Whatever, I'm still hawt right? Sweaty or crackily??

 However, they still sweat, especially during the day or when I am nervous, it is not nearly as bad. And I have also noticed my face has been sweating more... but it is still so nice! So thank you, thank you, THANK YOU reader! Please email me for more info if you want to know more. It's a foot cream, but I have been using it on my hands. 

I also used the baking soda method, which helped before the cream for up to a solid half hour. Guys, we are a unique, humorous people. I love that we can relate in this way! 

Love you all so much! Thanks for reading :)

Ps... Today I attended the "Festival of Colors"... what an amazing sight! To witness people of all religions, races, and ethnicities all come together and participate and show love to one another was incredible. We all come from different backgrounds, but we are all human going through life. Let us be kind and help one another!

I would love to help/talk to you! Email me!

Happy early Easter for those who are celebrating-- let me know your favorite traditions/memories!

xoxo,

Sweaty and Hawt

*This is a summary of events, some taken from my journal. Enjoy! Thanks for reading:)*

I had my whole summer planned out accordingly. I would leave to college in the fall, and this was my last summer before things got serious. We planned on having the surgery mid July, leaving just enough time for me to heal properly before I would make the trek to a new life. It was perfect. A new me. A new life. No more hot, sweaty Arizona summers for me. This was the summer I was going to get the life changing ETS surgery.

For those who may not be familiar with the ETS surgery, it is a so found "cure" for those with hyperhidrosis. However, although a minimally evasive surgery, it is still dangerous. They collapse your lungs, and clamp or clip the nerves in your spinal column that trigger the sweating in your hands, and sometimes can stop the sweating in your feet, too. For more information, look on the Mayo Clinic Website. 

For years I had wanted this surgery, and my mom always simply said, "no". She was anxious, as a mom would be, but I was distraught. I just wanted my life to be better-- and I thought that this surgery would be the solution. After many months of just coping, my mother finally agreed that I could go and get a consultation. Shedding tears with the doctor, my mother decided that for an early 18th birthday present, I could get this surgery. It was my life and what I wanted. I didn't even care about the side effects of the surgery. This trial of mine needed to end. 

That summer was a good one for me. Graduation, trips to the beach, getting tan, going up to the mountains, being with friends for the last time, country music, and my all-time favorite: the lake. Day time, nighttime, I love the lake! Lake Powell was different this year; the days were spent talking to my mother about the surgery and my family and I reminiscing about embarrassing stories. They were all excited for the new me.

Lake Powell. July 3. What a gorgeous place.

"The sun wakes me up early--- 6 am. I hike up the canyon alone, stopping to sit on what feels like the top of the world. I am an adventurer. An explorer. The lake stretches out for miles as smooth as glass, the hot sun bakes my body from the outside in. A cool breeze brushes against me, gently sweeping the hair around my face. It tickles. I smile and reach for my hair in an effort to brush it back. Then I feel it. A wet streak left on my face. I stare out at the beauty of the Earth and contemplate who I will be in a couple of weeks: a changed, better person, someone without this trial. My life will then be complete. My life will then be changed forever." Little did I know how right I was.

We left Lake Powell and made the journey back to Arizona. I just wanted it to be the day. I just wanted to be changed already.

Then it came. July 12, 2012.

"Welp, today I get surgery! Right now it's 4:45 am and about 10 minutes before I leave for surgery. I know that all will be well! God will protect me and take care of me. I am so excited for this day which will change my life... FOREVER. Well I'm off to the hospital. See ya when I'm sweat free!"

Sweat free? Or not?
...To be continued...

xoxo,

Sweaty and Hawt.

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