10/07/2026
Today I started isotretinoin. And because I apparently cannot just take a medication and go about my business like a normal human being, I decided I needed to make an entire journal to document it. 😂
But somewhere between designing the cover and figuring out what I actually needed on the inside, I realized this really isn’t an isotretinoin journal. It’s a taking-care-of-Cher journal. And, if I’m being completely truthful, I haven’t always been very good at that. I can take care of everybody else. I can work all day. I can make things for people. I can remember what everybody likes, what they need, what needs to get done and where everybody needs to be.
Me? I’ll realize at 3:00 that I haven’t eaten lunch. I’ll forget how much water I’ve had. I’ve been terrible about keeping track of food basically my entire life. And if you ask me when some random symptom started, there’s an excellent chance my answer will be, “Ummmm… Tuesday? Maybe three weeks ago?” 😂
So right now, with isotretinoin added to my regular medications, Mounjaro, vitamins and supplements, workouts, nutrition, water, sleep and everything else I’m trying to pay attention to, I wanted ONE place to keep up with me.
Not an app. Not another notification on my phone. Something I could actually sit down with, write in and SEE.
So I made this.
Every day I can track what I ate, my protein and macros, my water, medications, workouts and steps, sleep, skin changes, side effects, mood and energy. And I gave myself plenty of room for “Something I noticed today…” because I want to be able to look back and recognize patterns instead of trying to remember them later.
And yes, those little water glasses have a system. 😂 Two = one Owala. Eight = four Owalas. If I finish a bottle, I color in two. Even I can keep up with that. 😂
But my favorite part of the entire inside is probably the simplest: Grace for today. Because if I’m going to spend the next several months paying attention to every dry lip, breakout, headache, mood, meal and gallon of water, I don’t want to accidentally train myself to only notice what’s wrong. I want to deliberately notice what’s good, too.
And then there’s the cover.
CHER
well lived. well loved. well cared for.
I didn’t realize how much those words would mean to me until I was holding the finished book in my hands. I know I’m well loved. I’ve certainly lived a very full life.
Maybe this season is about getting a little better at the well cared for part.
Of course, since it’s mine, there are pink koi, lotus flowers, ginger jars, bows, gold, a cross, an obnoxiously pretty gold coil AND a tassel. Because apparently hydration and dry lips require luxury stationery. 😂 But I love it. Like… really love it.
And I think maybe that’s part of it too. If I’m going to learn to do a better job taking care of myself, I might as well make that beautiful. 🤍
Made for Cher, by Cher.
Timid Lilly Designs LLC
Shoot. Just realized I forgot to add a space for my estradiol and progesterone too. Well… at least i know the maker! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🙏🏽