Some people love Christmas “the whole Christmas season,
Please don’t ask ME why, I don’t know the reason”*
Others might say “bah-humbug” or plot against “every Who down in Whoville” during December.
December 24th is generally my favorite day of the month. It brings my family to my home. We sing carols around the piano (loudly enough to camouflage my hack job on the piano). There is food, laughter and a true appreciation for the gift exchange.
Not that I’m morally opposed to Christmas morning. It holds its own set of wonder and tradition.
This year, I’m especially thankful that my adult sons and their women are going to spend the night on Christmas Eve. Because they want to carry on our Christmas morning traditions for one more year.
Christmas dinner is always fabulous. My husband’s mother cooks enough for half the county and it’s all delicious. This year, she’s roasting a turkey rather than a prime rib. Best of all, she’s going to make cornbread dressing!
Don’t count on leftovers of that ambrosia.
What are your favorite Christmas traditions?
*Something of a mis-quoted quote from my all-time favorite Dr. Seuss book How the Grinch Stole Christmas
I made a promise to my readers. I guess I need to deliver on it. But it has to do with spider…veins.
The idea of spiders in my veins fills me with shivers of icy dread. No, anything but spiders. So creepy and crawly and hairy and AH!
But spider veins aren’t crawly or hairy at all. Creepy? Yes. And they make my skin appear crepey, as well.
This summer, I purchased a discount coupon for three injectable treatment sessions. The last week of July, I had my first appointment. You can read about it here.
Two other appointments followed at four-week intervals. When I had my final treatment in September, the doctor advised that I should wait two or three months before determining if I was pleased with the results.
The three-month marker has arrived.
Before and After Photos
My results are mixed.
The area of the worst spider (vein) infestation remains an unsightly mess of blue webbing. (Blue because that is un-oxygenated blood pooling in those areas.)
However, my other ankle responded favorably. No, the veins didn’t disappear completely, but they’re much less pronounced. I’m hoping a good tan will disguise them completely.
Obviously, I can’t give a glowing report touting the wonders of sclerotherapy.
You won’t hear me condemning it either.
In some cases, this may be the most affordable course of action. In other cases, you should spend the money on something else.
Given the price and level of inconvenience, including pain and after-effects, of sclerotherapy, I do have a recommendation.
It’s worth a try. At least two of the areas I had treated look like successes.
However, if you have an over-saturated area (like my left ankle), this might not be the pathway toward beautification. Since I have a hideous varicose vein in that leg, that was an added complication (which I wrote about here).
The rate of $100 per treatment seems slightly steep to me, since the appointments last twenty minutes and the vial of solution this buys is minuscule. The $90 per treatment “deal” I got by packaging three treatments with the coupon was a 55 percent savings over the usual price.
Needless to say, I’m tight with my money. I would never have tried this procedure at $600 for three treatments.
I also feel sclerotherapy would have been more helpful if I didn’t wait until my veins had ten years to create webs and settle in.
If you have the money and your veins are a fairly new addition to your legs’ landscape, give this treatment plan a try.