World Psoriasis Day
It’s itchy. It’s gross. I looked like I had some horrible, contagious disease. But it was just psoriasis. Turns out, my case was triggered by a particularly nasty round of strep, two Halloweens ago. I thought I had the chicken pox (nope, had that when I was like 10).
Then I thought it was eczema. I spent a ton of money on creams and lotions for eczema that did nothing. It wasn’t until January that I couldn’t stand it anymore. I finally made an appointment with a dermatologist. I was diagnosed right away with psoriasis and started on oral methotrexate.
I couldn’t tolerate the meds, so after a while, the derm put me on injectable methotrexate. That. Was. Rough. Not only did I have to inject myself weekly, but it also made me so sick for about five days after each shot. Well, as a single mom, that just wasn’t going to work.
I quit the injections and just lived with psoriasis most of the summer (being in the sun helped a lot). In August, I switched derms, and she started me on Stelara – one injection every three months (just like my Depo) and I don’t have to do it myself. I’ve been on it ever since, and have had ZERO signs of psoriasis and ZERO side effects.
In a few weeks, I go back for a lower dose of Stelara. We’ll see if that keeps psoriasis away as well as the higher dose has done. I don’t have any photos of my psoriasis. I just felt like it was a gross thing to take pictures of, and I felt disgusting.
The good news is I have it managed right now. The bad news is I will always have psoriasis. I will never be “cured”. I’ll always have to take some form of med to keep it at bay. I’m okay with that for now. If I ever go off the meds for any reason, it will come back with a vengeance.
National Cat Day
Today is also National Cat Day. So here’s a picture of my cat, Cat.
National Hermit Day
I was just thinking the other day about how I would love to be a hermit. Never leave my house (seriously – you can order everything online now) and not have to speak to another person ever again. But. I have three little kids and I’m in a profession where peopling is a must. So I will just daydream about being a hermit until I am old and alone.