Last updated: Oct 01, 2008
When I went home for Thanksgiving, my parents panickedthat's how bad I looked. My mother took me straight to a doctor, who said I had a flesh-eating bacteria. She explained that I could have contracted it when I drank alcohol while sick with strep. She mentioned the word psoriasis in passing, but I was so fixated on the flesh-eating bacteria that I didn't second-guess her diagnosis. It did look like something was attacking my face.
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I referred myself to a dermatologist
At Christmas vacation, I went back to the doctor. She suggested I use a lot of Eucerin and Aquaphor. She mentioned the word psoriasis again in passing, but didn't press the issue. I googled the word when I got home, but none of the photos I saw looked like what I had.
All those months, my skin was all I could think about, yet my doctor made me feel like it wasn't a big deal. I felt like I couldnt really talk to anyone about it because I didnt want to sound like a hypochondriac. No one understood how bad it was or how desperately I wanted it to go away.