"I hope that now that you have something, you won't use it as an excuse to quit."
I went to the doctor because something was wrong. He gave me a diagnosis. When I shared the diagnosis, this was a response I got.
Internally I chuckled.
See - it isn't something new. It's just finally showing. I have had so many problems growing up with allergies and the unknown. I could handle the allergies. I knew what to do. Black eyes - take medication. Stuffy nose - runny nose... take medication. I knew my limits with my allergies and I became aware of my surroundings so that I could stay away from what set my allergies off. Pollen is high - Well, that meant its an inside day for me. Instead of planning an outdoor adventure, go see a movie instead. Get a book and stay home and read. I did that a lot.
But the unknown was what I hated.
I knew something was wrong with my body. But Doctors couldn't figure it out, so they played it as mental.
But I knew it wasn't mental...
You arn't supposed to get itchy after half a mile as a teenager and scratch so much that you bleed in pe class.
Your muscles arn't supposed to be so sore, tired, and tight that when you bend over to pick something up that you pop in three different places.
Yes, I understand as you get older, this tends to happen. But I am only 31, and this has been happening since at least middle school.
I know my periods are abnormal because when alllll of my friends look at me and say, "you're still on your period? you were on it last week." and your mom has to write notes to all of your teachers every year to please allow me unlimited bathroom breaks because of those extra long - extra heavy periods. Something is up.
and those are just a few symptoms. Sometimes they don't coincide or are caused by the same thing. Sometimes you don't like the option you are given. Like after 2 years of a crazy long and unpredictable periods my mom refused the option when the doctor suggested her 13 year old get put on birth control to regulate.
But this... finally is a diagnosis for something. And it explains a lot of things!
I have psoriasis.
It's a name. It's an explanation. Now with any diagnosis, there is a time to freak out. I did. I cried when I got home, because I didn't understand. So here it is Psoriasis in all its glory for you to read and understand. Maybe learn something new. Maybe don't click the link and read. But a lot of my journey will be surrounding this. Because this is not something I can claim.
When everything is itchy and I'm bat shit cranky... well I've stressed too much lately and its flared up. So as I go through this.. I'll let you in on my journey.
Right now - its really bad. I have patches every where and I am putting a cream on it to help until I get my dermatology appt.