I FINALLY got into a dermatologist for that painful rash.
‘Ooooh, she had a rash? boohoo!’
When they’ve been digging around in your spinal cord and you’re bitching about your skin? There’s probably something doing.
While I’ve ridden it out to ‘resolution,’ that took two painful months. It spread all over (not my front bottom, grace be). My face is swollen, peeling and very red. And it hurts. Still.
(It’s hard to say, ‘my face hurts’ when the pat answer is, ‘It’s killing us!’ )
He got to see a lot more of me than any of you lot! From the still visible damage to my face: strep was the catalyst. From the damage all over (which was the ‘lot more of me’), that was vasculitis.
He got all excited. ‘See! You got strep and your body tried to break down the toxins but it leaked out. Wherever it did, it got stuck in your blood vessels and caused inflammation and vascular breaks!’ He started with bigger words and gradually resorted to hand signals, which were better for me. I’m a visual person.
YAY! Glad he’s happy. Know what makes me happy?
His apologies for making me wait so long when I was in pain (and technically, at risk) and a promise that when this recurs,* I will get in that day — they’ll push others out of my way. Finally, some fecking respect for my ick.
To my amusement, he asked if my joints hurt.
‘All the time.’ I get it. This is an immune response. I’m auto-immune girl.
Know what else was funny?
‘Do you have a problem with gluten? Have you been tested for Celiac?’
I like this fellow. Plus, his family name is Peterson, which gave me some comfort when meeting him!
* Apparently, if you’re a lucky type who gets this, it repeats. Moreso, it can be life-threatening…what we see is the outside, it’s also doing it on the inside. Of course I felt like shite the whole time.