Really, there is no other way to say it. Ever since eczema decided to surface its genetic self on me back in college, my skin has been a source of frustration.
Now, living in the Pacific Northwest, I face a new challenge--lack of continuous sunlight, which healthy skin thrives on (in healthy doses.)
So today I had an appointment with the dermatologist. My 3rd time seeing him since moving to WA. I explained to him how I'm ALWAYS trying to stay one step ahead of the itch and the scratch, trying to figure out which combination of creams, ointments, and pills to take to ward off the itch of the day.
He almost seemed excited. Apparently he attended this dermatology conference in New Orleans last week where they discussed a new kind of eczema, and what I was describing seemed to be it. I'm now on an 8 week course of new pills. Great. Now I'm an itchy guinea pig.
Did I mention that my skin is DUMB? (Scratch, scratch, scratch...)