Freaked Out | Saturday, February 4th, 2017


I’m going to be moving to another apartment next month. I’m still not completely healed up yet. I have a doctor’s appointment with another dermatologist February 7th. I wasn’t satisfied with the first one. The first time she prescribed me something, I used it and the next day I woke up with crazy ass bumps. Freaked me out! Ugh. She acted like a cocky bitch the entire time. I mean, yes, my problem is that I had bumps, inflammation, and itching in the first place. However, the bumps and inflammation was down/gone when I went to see her. It’s like whatever she prescribed me triggered the inflammation and bumps. I don’t know. Maybe it’s just that my body is really sensitive.

I asked her to do a skin biopsy the first time I saw her. She didn’t want to do it. I admit, I was upset because of that and said some things I probably shouldn’t have said. But I was frustrated! Who wouldn’t be frustrated dealing with this shit?

I went to her a second time because of the sudden flare up. She wanted to do a biopsy then, but she didn’t want to fill out my paperwork. I left and will not be going back to her.

So, I’ve been off work. This condition is really getting the best of me. I’m always tired, cold, and burning/itching in my armpits. And I haven’t packed anything yet. I’ve gotta get on it, but I’m just really uncomfortable right now. Quinton has been a really good help to me though. He’s stayed by my side the whole time throughout all this crazy mess. I thank him for that. I couldn’t do it without him!

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