Unreal! 6 months! I told my husband I wanted to get food and celebrate, but what a strange thing to celebrate?… I don’t really want to celebrate that I’ve been going through hell for 6 months and have no end in sight, but, I do want to celebrate my resolve. I can’t believe I’ve lasted 6 months.
Yet, that’s what hard situations breed. They give people a sense of invincibility, like if I can get through this I can get through anything. You fight through the pain, the exhaustion of your mundane existence of bathing, flaking, itching, wrapping, moisturizing… same thing over and over.
Once I’m over this, you best believe I’m going to have one massive comeback. I will be in the gym again. I will fly again. I will dance my heart out again.
As you can see, some days weren’t so bad, and then there were days that went the other way. I was very red for a couple of days, but the days before that were not too bad. Just a bunch of ups and downs… and I’ve never really been a fan of roller coasters.
I slacked on getting pics from my bed and from the bathroom floor. It just gets tedious after a while. However, I will say my shedding is getting a bit better (my jar is almost full, though!) and my tub drains better now that a plumber came in and scooped out a HEAP of hair and dead skin… seriously could have barfed. It was unsightly. My vacuum also has a lovely display of skin inside.
However awful I may feel and seem to be, I am grateful that I am not as bad as I was Month 1 and Month 2. Puffy, irritated eyes were the worst.
Or when my legs looked so patchy and swollen.
Or when my arms took a turn for the worst and were so painful.
Or even when my hair was falling out, and my scalp was completely irritated and caked with dry skin.
It could always be worse… thank you to everyone who have been following my posts. Topical Steroid Withdrawal is a terrible thing to experience. Please share this information so that no others will have to go through this.
Love, B. R. Wren