I just wanted to go home. The manager didn’t want me to drive and asked if I could call someone to pick me up. My biggest problem was that I didn’t have anyone to help. My fiancé and I had just bought a house and the phone line wasn’t hooked up yet. We had a single cell phone and I had it with me. There was no way for me to reach him as he drove home from work or arrived at our house. I was on my own.
I stayed just long enough to gain the strength to pick myself up and walk out to my car. The fresh night air offered me little relief. I still felt a little shaky but desperately wanted to be home. The bright street lights seemed blinding against the dark sky. I drove carefully and even more consciously than usual during my short drive home. Once I finally pulled into the familiar garage and turned off the engine, my body relaxed in the driver’s seat. I exhaled a great sigh. I was thankful to be home.
My skin remained that strange burnt pink color even after I showered that night but faded after the following day. The only thing that made sense to me is that I may have had an allergic reaction to the Hemp Accelerator lotion. Whatever the reason, that experience spooked me enough to never want to tan in a tanning bed again. Never. Where I was once the girl that enjoyed tanning, I now slather on the 45 SPF (or higher), I wear hats to shade my face, and I never leave the house without a SPF lotion on my face and hands. For me, a bad thing happening resulted in something positive. Ever since that day, I take great care of my skin.