Botox And Fillers

Life isn’t per­fect, but your skin can be

Woman's Era - - Short Story -

De­spite get­ting their skin­care just right, there are some peo­ple who still feel the signs of age­ing catch­ing up to them. If you are one of them, you are at the right place. You are in­trigued to know what else is on of­fer be­yond sim­ply us­ing creams, which are of­ten heav­ily over­sold and prom­ise re­sults that are sim­ply not pos­si­ble. The good news is, there isn’t just one, but two seem­ingly mirac­u­lous treat­ment for your wrin­kles and fine lines. They are the elixir which can make you look younger than you are - Botox & Fillers. Chances are, you’ve heard peo­ple talk­ing about it. For the un­versed, botox and der­mal fillers are cos­metic treat­ments given through in­jec­tions, usu­ally in a doc­tor's of­fice. The pop­u­lar­ity of th­ese in­jecta­bles is on the rise and has been for over a decade. They are min­i­mally in­va­sive, which means that they don't in­volve surgery. Amaz­ing, isn’t it?

Es­sen­tially, Botox is for treat­ing lines and wrin­kles and fillers work for loss of vol­ume. They pro­vide re­sults that are sim­ply not pos­si­ble with creams.

The line be­tween Botox & Fillers can some­times seem blurred. It’s true that both botox and der­mal fillers can be used to treat wrin­kles on the face, both the treat­ment are de­liv­ered by in­jec­tion and both are long last­ing treat­ments. How­ever, both the op­tions have slightly dif­fer­ent uses. While Botox is still num­ber one, der­mal fillers are quickly en­croach­ing on that spot. Ei­ther way, the most im­por­tant thing is se­lect­ing the right op­tion for your skin, if you want to give th­ese treat­ments a try. So, here's every­thing you need to know about the ‘mir­a­cle' cos­metic pro­ce­dures, its uses and more. Bo­tulinum toxin - AKA Botox - The Wrin­kle Zap­per

The most ba­sic ac­tion of Botox is to block nerve trans­mis­sion to mus­cles caus­ing tem­po­rary re­lax­ation. Botox works on wrin­kles that are caused by mus­cle move­ment. Botox can fix the lines on the up­per face, such as the "11"

be­tween the eye­brows, hor­i­zon­tal lines on the fore­head, and crow's feet around the eyes. Though Botox is most known for re­duc­ing, smoothen­ing and mak­ing wrin­kles dis­ap­pear, it has re­peat­edly stunned the med­i­cal com­mu­nity for its seem­ingly end­less ap­pli­ca­tions. It is pretty handy for con­di­tions like mi­graine, ex­ces­sive sweat and de­pres­sion. The in­jec­tions them­selves are done with fine nee­dles and are not usu­ally painful. They can cause some mi­nor dis­com­fort at worst, but nearly ev­ery­one tol­er­ates Botox well with­out any prob­lems. Botox is the safest prod­uct, and it is also cer­ti­fied in the med­i­cal and cos­metic field.

Fillers - The Best Weapon Against Age­ing

As we get older, the col­la­gen and elastin in our skin lessens. The skin be­comes dryer, thin­ner and less able to fix it­self. The fa­cial skele­ton changes too. All th­ese fac­tors lead to skin sag­ging, creases and jowl for­ma­tion. By plac­ing der­mal fillers in the parts of the face that have lost vol­ume, sup­port is pro­vided to the skin and its sur­round­ing tis­sues. The best part? Der­mal fillers are made of hyaluronic acid, which is al­ready there in our skin, which gives you a nat­u­ral face lift. Der­mal fillers can be used to cor­rect a va­ri­ety of is­sues re­lated to fa­cial age­ing, in­clud­ing adding vol­ume and smoothen­ing out deep creases that run from the nose to the mouth, plump­ing thin lips, en­hanc­ing the shape of cheeks and fill­ing out hol­lows un­der the eye area.

It’s not like you have to pick be­tween one or the other; fillers and Botox can give in­cred­i­ble re­sults when used to­gether. Yes, you can have both of them in­jected dur­ing the same treat­ment ses­sion. There are many peo­ple who be­lieve that once you start get­ting botox in­jec­tions or der­mal fillers, your skin will sag and wrin­kle more than it used to when you stop the treat­ments.

The re­al­ity is, it would not. When the ef­fects of Botox or fillers wear off, your skin will look ex­actly like it was and no worse. It’s sim­ply that most peo­ple are so happy with the re­sults of their treat­ments that they con­tinue hav­ing the in­jec­tions for many years to come.

So, there’s every rea­son to con­sider botox and fillers to cor­rect the signs of age­ing that is be­yond the reach of skin care prod­ucts. Yes, it is true that great skin­care can make an im­mense dif­fer­ence in the ap­pear­ance of your skin, it’s also true that age, fat loss, grav­ity, mus­cle move­ment and sun dam­age among other fac­tors will take their toll in the end. Un­doubt­edly, botox and fillers can en­hance the ap­pear­ance of deep lines and give your skin a more grace­ful, youth­ful and sup­ple ap­pear­ance in ways that skin­care sim­ply can’t. The bot­tom line is, if it makes you feel beau­ti­ful, just do it.

“So, you see, when we are chil­dren, we wish for such im­pos­si­ble things. Things that seem fas­ci­nat­ing to us. Do you know, I once thought my­self in love with my maths teacher? That was when I was in class VIII. But the next year, the ge­og­ra­phy miss took my fancy. If I had not passed out, I would have gone from one teacher to an­other.”

be go­ing down­hill. What is the trou­ble? Any prob­lem at home?”

Sreeja knew it couldn’t be. Ran­jith was an only son, and his fam­ily back­ground was good. A fam­ily with no has­sles, al­though a nu­clear one.

“No, no prob­lem,” Ran­jith man­aged to say, still not look­ing up at the teacher.

“Any prob­lem here in school? Here in class?”

“Y… yes…” the answer came halt­ingly.

“What prob­lem? Tell me. Let me see if I can help you.”

“You c… can’t. You are the… the… prob­lem.”

“Me? What way, Ran­jith?” Sreeja was shocked. “You know you are one of my favourite stu­dents, Ran­jith – you know I like you. So what’s trou­bling you?”

This time Ran­jiths voice was trem­bling with emo­tion, and he was al­most near cry­ing.

“I l… like you ma’am… Not l… like, I love you. There I have said it. I love you. I even dream of you. You are so p… p… pretty.” S

reeja sat shocked. She didn’t know whether to laugh or scold him. She re­alised the boy was in a no-man’s land. The ado­les­cent stage of con­fused emo­tions. The stir­rings and feel­ings of tran­si­tion from boy­hood to man­hood, from child­hood to adult­hood. She had to deal with this, with­out hurt­ing or ridi­cul­ing him.

Ran­jith stood be­fore her like a guilty child caught with his hands in the jam jar.

His voice quiv­ered, “You are not an­gry with me, are you?” his voice fal­tered.

“No,” she said gen­tly. “But you used the wrong word, Ran­jith. You will know what love is, or what be­ing in love is, only when you grow up. I am your teacher, and you like me. That is okay and I am glad that you do. In fact I want all my stu­dents to like me. Oth­er­wise, I will have failed as a teacher. So, there’s a good boy. We will for­get this con­ver­sa­tion. And let me also tell you, that I am en­gaged to be mar­ried to an Army of­fi­cer, Cap­tain Adil.” R

an­jith looked up “Cap­tain Adil? In the Army?” Then he added boldly “I hope he gets killed in ac­tion.” Sreeja was shocked.

“No, Ran­jith – don’t say such a thing. You will like Adil. Tell you what. You come home on Sun­day. You will meet Adil then. I’m sure you will like him, and feel sorry for what you said just now.”

So it was on Sun­day that Ran­jith stood at the door and rang the bell.

It was opened by Cap­tain Adil him­self, and Ran­jith felt a pang of jeal­ousy, see­ing how smart and hand­some he looked.

“Ah, so you are Ran­jith, my fi­ance’s favourite stu­dent. Come in.” R

an­jith sat stiffly in a chair, while Cap­tain Adil started a con­ver­sa­tion, try­ing to put the boy at ease. He talked of the thrill of mil­i­tary life and, against his will, Ran­jith found him­self lis­ten­ing – al­most for­get­ting – that this man was his en­emy.

“Would you like to you join the army, Ran­jith?”

Ran­jith found him­self nod­ding.

“But first you have to fin­ish your stud­ies. Sreeja told me that you were the first in your class. But re­cently you started slid­ing down, and Sreeja told me why.”

“Ma’am told you?” Ran­jith asked look­ing abashed and like a stag at bay.

“Yes, she did. You see, we don’t have se­crets. But, leav­ing that, let me ask you an­other ques­tion – What did you want to be as a child? You know what I my­self wanted – I wanted to be a clown in a circus!”

In spite of him­self Ran­jith laughed. He was find­ing it nice, talk­ing to the cap­tain, or lis­ten­ing to him.

He replied, “I wanted to be a bus con­duc­tor. Tear­ing out tick­ets for pas­sen­gers in a mov­ing bus.”

The cap­tain laughed, “So, you see, when we are chil­dren, we wish for such im­pos­si­ble things. Things that seem fas­ci­nat­ing to us. Do you know, I once thought my­self in love with my maths teacher? That was when I was in class VIII. But the next year, the ge­og­ra­phy miss took my fancy. If I had not passed out, I would have gone from one teacher to an­other. Ex­cept­ing the so­cial study miss. She looked like a bat­tle axe, with one eye look­ing left and the other right. She would have beaten me to a pulp. Even to­day I would rather face an en­emy gun than face her.” R

an­jith could not help laugh­ing. As he did so, he no­ticed a fish­ing tackle in the cor­ner.

“That is a nice fish­ing rod – do you go fish­ing?”

Ran­jith had for­got­ten his an­i­mos­ity.

“Yes I do. Would you like to join me when I go fish­ing?”

“Re­ally? Will you take me along?”

“Sure, what is more, you may call a cou­ple of your friends. We will have some fun.”

Ran­jith saw his teacher coming in with a plate of snacks. He stood up.

“Good morn­ing, ma’am. Your cap­tain is tak­ing me on a fish­ing ex­pe­di­tion.” The boy looked happy.

Sreeja smiled. Ran­jith had spon­ta­neously used the words ‘Your cap­tain’.

There was no ran­cour in his voice – she knew cap­tain Adil had won over the en­emy. We

Se­nior Con­sul­tant, Cos­metic Surgery Sir Ganga Ram Hos­pi­tal, New Delhi. DR VIVEK KU­MAR

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