So I have been saying that I have been feeling better…good even. I have been working full time and being “Superwoman”, yada yada yada. Well I knew it was only a matter of time before it all stopped. Now I can lie and say that I am working through all of the recent issues but for those of you who know me best know that I am not. I have started calling out of work again. Why you might ask? I have the sick time why not use it. Haha joke.
Ok here’s the rundown. I have had this horrible itchy rash all over my body since January; the itching alone can make you crazy. That’s not all folks. My bff fatigue has returned in the worst way along with her friends joint, bone, and muscle pain as well as their chaperone skin burning. I am also having a really hard time with…um….um….um, oh yea remembering! The hands are a new old friend that is trying to make a comeback; I am slowly starting to see my handwriting get bad again as well as having trouble typing. My trusty sidekick piump cane makes an appearance twice a week or more too. Yes I am a bowl of sunshine. On a good note my lap band is finally out and I am able to eat without pain once again. Thank you thank you please hold the applause.
I am convinced my body is trying to reject itself. I don’t blame it; I would to with all this shit wrong. So back to the incessant itching. I have been to three doctors and have been given four different creams and had a skin biopsy done. The creams haven’t helped and the biopsy shows some sort of allergic reaction. Reaction to what; I have no friggen clue. I have been eating the same food, using the same detergent and soaps for the last year (I know I’m boring) and haven’t started any new medications so I don’t know what I am reacting to. Now I am on a first name basis and weekly visits with the dermatologist. My whole body is scared from this rash; I just want the itching to stop.
Two weeks on to the neurologist for my tri-yearly visit to try to figure this conundrum out as well. I am sure I will be walking out of there with my appointment for the two hour MRI I so look forward to. My only fear, besides walking, is that my doctors will take me off all my meds to find the culprit. I am afraid I will be so much worse off than I am now and that’s not great right now. Oh well, until next time I will keep you all on pins and needles till I solve this problem. Kisses
