Coming Up For My First Year Psoriasis-Free!!!

Wow! Talk about a year!!! Not sure I’d like to repeat all of it–ha! A steep learning curve in some areas. But I have to remind myself that throughout it all–the stress, the changes, the challenges–my skin held. I can’t remember another year in the past 47 when I wasn’t battling psoriasis on some level.

And so much happened. There I was just over a year ago–90% of my body covered with a combination of plaque and Guttate psoriasis. Considering, reluctantly, Methotrexate. Wondering what I was going to do with the dog if I had to do the in-clinic UVB, tar, blah, blah–five hours a day and I couldn’t have Lucky (my dog) there.

And then hitting the Internet in desperation and finding Flintchick’s thread on the National Psoriasis Foundation (Team Inspire) site. Ordering my first batch of D3 K2 and waiting, waiting, waiting–staring out my window for the UPS truck. The order got stuck in customs. And how excited I was when it finally arrived. And then watching my skin clear at such a ridiculous speed that it made my head spin. Staring at the mirror. I don’t know how many times I said “I don’t believe this!!!” Nothing had ever cleared my psoriasis that quickly. Certainly not UVB–my go-to remedy of choice.

Then, slowly, reluctantly coming to the realization that my thread was being targeted by I wasn’t sure who–but certainly someone or some organization that was not supportive of alternative remedies. Digging out my copy of The Art of War by Sun Tzu–trying to figure out how to stay alive in this less than supportive environment.

Then joining forces with thePain aka Headless aka Charlie–us working secretly on a new combined thread. The day before we were to launch it, Charlie’s thread was shut down–no explanation. And he couldn’t get back onto the site because he was suspended. But Charlie being who he is, he was back in short order with a new name (Headless) and our combined thread hit a thousand posts in one month. It was crazy. The word was getting out. We were on to something–something that was working. But not everyone was happy about this.

To be continued…….

Author: dakota

I live in the beautiful city of Vancouver, on the West coast of Canada. I share my apartment with a little Brussels Griffon called Lucky. I like to read and watch movies and draw cartoons and write. Mostly I like to putter. And fix things. And think.

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