I’ve often wondered what it must feel like to be released from prison after decades of incarceration. What happens after the first flush of joy? Of freedom? What unexpected pluses or minuses are there?
Because that’s been my experience over the past, well, close to two years psoriasis free (after 47 years of having a combination of plaque and guttate psoriasis). I don’t know why I was set free from this disease. I didn’t expect to be.
I thought I’d have it until the day I died. I’d long ago given up hope.
And in the back of my mind, there was always that niggling fear that the psoriasis would return with the vengeance it had shown in my late twenties when I was hospitalized. Then it did.
So, what does it feel like?
When the plaques first started to vanish Continue reading “RELEASED FROM PRISON after 47 years”