So my legs are ugly.
Really, they are, and while I can live with that because I am not all wrapped up in the cult of beauty that is modern America, I think it is...
oh who am I kidding? I DO NOT WANT UGLY LEGS.
And yet I have them.
I have what scientists refer to as "Varicose veins," those bulgy, twisting blue snakes of ugliness that creeps up the leg and makes people get grossed out when they see me in shorts. And so do lots of other people -- you know who you are -- and if you are one of those people and if you are really really bothered by it
(GUILTY AS CHARGED) then maybe you want to get an endovenous laser treatment for them.
"Endovenous" whatchamacallit is this treatment where a doctor can insert a laser into the vein and shut it down, just like that, with no scarring and no long-term recuperation and no muss or fuss, really: just go in for what sounds like an outpatient treatment and walk out that day (albeit with compression stockings for a while) and get back to work, but now with legs that are beautiful and won't make children scream in terror.
They do that treatment at this "Heart And Vein Center" where that link above leads you. I've spent the last twenty minutes alternating between reading the site and staring at my legs, with a few trips to see if Sweetie still keeps the credit cards in her old hiding spot.
So if you hate your legs and want to fix them, click that link.