Monday, May 13, 2013
In which I have a heart-to-heart with my dermatologist
I suppose now would be a good time to take a little responsibility for what happened next. I got the prescription filled, used it a couple times, slipped it into a drawer and then promptly forgot about it. In my defense, my skin wasn't that bad and it wasn't itching. But I digress. Then about a month ago, my mom noticed an infected-looking eczema spot on my thigh. I had to take her word for it because I couldn't see it (remember my fused neck?), but apparently, it looked like some sort of wound that had opened and was bleeding. It was all-around concerning. My mother, in her normal fashion, went into panic mode. Her hypochondriac side was coming out in full force.
Fast forward to a couple weeks ago, and I began to get a teensy bit worried I was a stone's throw away from becoming that hypochondriac -- you know, the kind that desperately searches Google images for photos of their skin condition and trolls WebMD until the wee hours of the night, fueled only by an obsession and the glow of a computer screen. Nope. I definitely didn't want that to be me. See, you know it's bad when you're worried about becoming even more of a hypochondriac than you already are. But then I also didn't really want to have skin cancer either, so after some hemming and hawing, I reluctantly made an appointment. And just like that, off to the doctor I went -- nerves and all.
After a round of the usual questions -- How long have you had the rash? Where is it? What is Freeman-Sheldon Syndrome? -- the dermatologist brought out the big guns.
"Do you use lotion?"
Uh-oh, she got me on this one. I then had to launch into my long explanation about how lotion is always too greasy and it never absorbs in my skin and etc., etc., etc. She looked a little perplexed, but thankfully, it didn't look like she was passing too much judgment in her head (I hope, at least).
Outbreak (Whew! That movie always scared me...). Her suggestions? She showed me a special lotion that will absorb better, and she also suggested that I stay better hydrated to keep my skin from getting dry.
So that was it. I walked out of the office with a clean bill of health. I didn't have skin cancer. Turns out I just needed to drink more fluids and use lotion. Who knew? Not this girl, apparently... xoxo
[Second photo via We Heart It; last graphic made by me]