Another day, another instalment in the saga that I jokingly refer to as my life! Yesterday I had a dermatology appointment. Three months ago, after years of suffering with boils in the most uncomfortable places imaginable, I finally got a diagnosis of hidradenitis. It goes without saying that this condition is lifelong, incurable and painful. But the dermatologist prescribed me two new drugs to take to try and bring it under control. As usual I decided to read the information leaflet to see what I'm taking. I open the first leaflet, "If you are taking this for leprosy....", I quickly closed that up! Opened the second leaflet, "If you are taking this for AIDS....", that was immediately closed and ignored as well! I also got hibiscrub to wash with and a topical solution as well. Boy they were strong tablets, I shook for two weeks until my body adjusted to them. But, miracle of miracles they worked, no more painful boils! Yay! Back to yesterday's check up. Medicine working, good. However, the dermatologist has done a cholesterol check. (I wondered that as well. Why is a dermatologist checking my cholesterol. Answer: in case the tablets I am taking weren't working there are other medications, but they all raise your cholesterol). Turns out that my cholesterol is through the roof at 8.8. She tells me it's much too high to be because of my diet, there must be something else going on. I must see my GP as soon as possible, (ha, that's a joke in itself) and get it checked.
Now, I don't ask for much from life, well, not any more! But wouldn't it be fantastic if once, just once, I could have a hospital appointment and the doctor said, "excellent, you're cured, I'm discharging you"? Its a very small dream, but one day, maybe!