40 Years Wasted
When I was little, I was diagnosed with having eczema. Over the years, it has come and gone but mostly stayed about causing me bother with my hands, which is where it tends to be. Today, however, I went to the GP and she informed me that due to the fact that it is on the palms of my hands it is not eczema and is, in fact, psoriasis.
My first thought was “what a waste of treatment over the years”. The amount of time, effort and money I have put into treating my hands, which by most accounts have not really reacted to the treatment, but instead split even further.
I know it is not life threatening, but having constant split, bleeding cut hands that never seem to heal has been a bit of a blight. I have not been able to enjoy some of my pastimes due to it, and general things like washing the car, doing the gardening, general cleaning have all been marred because I was wrongly diagnosed.
I am happy that finally something may work, but, just in case I am keeping an open mind until I see an improvement of the whole thing.