I’ve had this rash that has recently become a full body thing; it itches like a cayenne porcupine. Miracle of miracles, I managed to get not one, but two doctor’s appointments today; one with my primary care physician and one with a dermatologist. I was pleased to discover that every lifestyle question they asked about was answered in the healthy direction, but what I wasn’t so pleased about was the diagnosis. I’m allergic to sunlight. Polymorphus Light Eruption, to be exact. I ended up getting a cortisone shot over the weekend to reduce my scratch-madness, and today I got dumped on with 4 prescriptions, two steroids and two allergy pills. I’m supposed to wear 30 SPF sunscreen all the time now, too. Boy in the motherfucking bubble. Thankfully my County health care kicked in at the beginning of the month, otherwise I’d be up itch creek without a backscratcher. The days are much too bright.
I Only Come Out At Night
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I kind of want to blame this ON Cleveland. If I was someplace sunnier, my skin would have likely not missed the sun long enough to become sensitive.
I just filled all my prescriptions and I’m itching to try them.
i’m sorry…i’m laughing. it’s the quintessential nerd disease. i’m surprised i haven’t gotten it.
It might have come about because now I’m exposed to UV rays all day. The unexpected perils of having an office with a window and a view of the lake. [If you look around the project/tenement, that is].
first off, that is a wonderful and underrated song. and secondly, that sucks. you might as well tape up the center of your glasses and hike your pants up to your nipples now. the nerd transformation is complete.
Yet another reason to rejoice your decision to stay in mostly cloudy Cleveland. If you had moved somewhere impractically sunny, you would have discovered this sunlight intolerance MUCH sooner. So sorry you’re itchin’, though.