My Journey to halt/end my psoriasis

[Sheila]

Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting and still waiting. No response from either one of the derms I have been referred to. It's so frustrating. In the meantime, taking antihistamines  to calm the itch. I so hate this waiting game.

So yesterday, I was approached at work. Citing health standards, I was given a spray bottle of santizer and a cloth and "asked" to wipe down my workstation. I was also given a can of air to spray down the keyboard. I was raging mad. I felt about an inch tall. I almost quit on the spot. Soooo embarrassed to be singled out yet again, at work. Mad at this freakin disease. Mad at the medical system for being so slow. Mad at myself for waiting so long to get the psoriasis treated. Just mad. I get out to my car and slam the steering wheel repeatedly (like that does any bloody good), and screamed at  the top of my lungs and then cried. Cried all the way home. 

I pulled my shit together and went  into the house, waiting for a contractor to come do an estimate for some renos. It is still bothering me again today as I look at the cleaning bottle and rag sitting in plain site. I feel sooooo awful. It's like the 4th or 5th time this has happened to me and it doesn't get any better as time goes on. I mean, the flaking is BAD. The inflammation is has gone down quite a bit though. My stomach inflammation has gone down by about 40%. Still red  there with scaling, but no bleeding from the abdomen. The rest of the body has improved as well because of the elimination of gluten and greatly reducing dairy. I refuse to give up my yogurt though and cream in my coffee.  I guess, what I am saying here is that it's gone way down now, compared to what it used to be but still bad enough to have a specialist address it. Heck, the damn psoriasis hasn't had the decency to leave my private parts alone. I am at my wits end. I feel like I am going to blow up at someone or something.

Wintrman