Oh shitballs. It’s back. Waaah, I knew going down to 3 apps would be too much for my skin to handle. I’m going to email Dr Aron but in the meantime I’ve taken the initiative to boost back up to 4 apps (with calamine) on the bad areas for the next couple of days, then I imagine it will be a case of 4343 until my skin can cope.
It’s at a point where I can certainly deal with it, but it’s pretty itchy. I’m breaking through the skin on my arms and neck and have bumps appearing on the top of my back, jawline and forearms. Although my shins look clear, they’re probably the itchiest part and I’ve caught myself a few times having a proper dig, complete with OCD counting compulsions, especially after I’ve showered. My skin does not like getting hot and damp, so I’m looking forward to my 10 day holiday to Cyprus which begins next week.
On the positive side, my lower back is lovely and smooth with no itches, and my forehead is hugely improved although not yet completely clear. I’ve been using the undiluted antibiotic and steroid cream for 5 days now so will have to stop in 2. My stomach looks and feels great, as does most of my chest. Rubbing my eyes during hayfever time means my lids are still red BUT GUESS WHAT?! My first eyebrow hairs are growing back on the outer halves; huzzah!!
My elbows have both got weirdly pigmented skin on them but at this point my skin has gone weird so many times I can’t be arsed to worry about it.
I’ve been researching some of the tips raised on eczema support groups and bought some probiotics. Obviously alongside Dr Aron’s treatment their success will be more or less unknown, but every little helps. I also started taking vitamin D tablets just before beginning Dr Aron’s treatment, so I have no clue as to whether they have even the slightest effect and I’m pretty sure this makes me the worst scientist ever. My diet is much better but not as restrictive as it should be were I to actually hone down on eliminating all the things I could be sensitive to. The one thing I’ve managed to stick to (shockingly) is the cutting out of wine, beer and cider. I really miss red wine. Like, really miss it. It haunts my dreams.
But shit, at least I’m sleeping long enough to have dreams…
I wasn’t planning on showing photos of my face to the world from before because it was so confidence-shattering, but I came across this pic and thought I’d do a before and after to give you an idea of the immense difference in how I feel about leaving the house without a bag on my head. The lighting in the second photo isn’t the same, obviously I’m wearing eyeliner (but no other makeup) and my skin now is still not exactly cured, but I no longer suffer any anxiety at the thought of being in public or worry that people are staring because of my condition.
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