Saturday, 19 October 2013
One to frighten the kids with
It gives only the tiniest impression of just how horrible I look at present.
I have had bouts of eczema all my adult life, some fairly mild, most not so mild and on various parts of my body. The most severe has seen me hospitalized on three separate occasions, but none for the intensity of the itching has ever come close to this latest attack on my eye-lids and face and neck.
Stopping yourself from scratching is virtually impossible and of course, the the itch is scratched the worse it becomes and the swelling of the area grows to gigantic proportions.
This has been going on for nearly three weeks (hence the lapse in blogging) and has twice improved enough to let me put in an appearance in the parish office, but each time it returns it is more severe and is now so bad that I am ashamed to be seen.
Needing to shop this morning and faced with a red swollen face with huge folds hanging over small reptilian eyes I decided to go as soon as the shops were open in order to meet as few people as possible.
Headed for Boots where I had a long talk with the pharmacist, who was most helpful and pointed me in the direction of some oil-based treatments which she thought would be more useful than anything I was currently using. I then went to the opticians section where I bought the biggest pair of sun glasses I could find and put them on.
I hastily shopped in a nearby supermarket and got a taxi home.
Have washed my face in the recommended product and slathered the cream all over my face and neck and now look like an albino reptile rather than a red one.
The itching is still there but I will persevere with this treatment while once again failing to appear in church tomorrow, having also failed to go to choir practice.
I am not yet ready to walk under a bus, but the time is rapidly approaching.
Posted by Ray Barnes at 12:16:00 pm