Flesh Eating Virus

Or something like that.

For the last 6 weeks I’ve had some strange skin issues. It started out with hives on my hands. Okay, no biggie. Just a little stress. Then they started spreading. Up the arms, to the neck and face. Then to the legs and feet. Then, on Saturday, all over my butt! I visited my doctor (well, really, my nurse practitioner. I haven’t seen my Dr. in years.) NP Katie is very sweet, but wasn’t very helpful when I visited her a month ago. She gave me some lotion for my eczema, which seems to be getting worse as well. And when I suggested that the hives are from stress, she suggested therapy. Umm, okay. I was kind of hoping for some Xanax. I’ll admit, I was a bit stressed and menstrual when I saw her, and it could have been my breaking down into uncontrollable sobbing that caused her to suggest therapy. You think?

So let’s fast forward another 4 weeks to this morning. I’ve changed laundry detergents, I’ve stop using scented lotions & soap, I’ve taken all the steps you’re supposed to, and yet I’m still breaking out. And it’s not just a cosmetic thing … when the hives appear they itch and sting. I want to remove my skin and give it to that creep from “Silence of the Lambs”.

Monday, it was so bad that I made another appointment with NP Katie. Of course, I had no hives at all when I saw her this morning. I didn’t cry, and she didn’t bring up therapy. Instead, I’ll be on a combination of drugs for a month. No, not Xanax. *sigh* A girl can dream.

I’m thinking that I must have done something horribly wrong recently, and that this is some kind of karma / cosmic payback. I’d apologize, if I had any idea where to begin …