I
am suffering from eczema for almost two years now. The skin specialist
prescribed cortisone, topical steroid and antihistamine which helped for
a while. However every time I finished the medication, my eczema came back
again. The unbearable itch made me scratch abruptly. Scratching only worsened my skin condition, once I was prescribed antibiotics
and cortisone cream contains antibiotic to cure the infection and
to reduce the inflammation. I noticed that all these medicines only
suppressed whatever causes my eczema beneath my skin.
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Eczema Q&A
I am not a medical doctor or a health expert but as an eczema sufferer, I learned from my own experiences and felt the urgent need to get my self free from this illness. So, I did a lot of research to find out more about
it. Here are some common questions and answers :
Question : What is eczema?
Answer :
Atopic dermatitis or atopic eczema is
an extremely itchy inflammatory skin condition made worse by scratching. The
skin can become red and irritated and even weep (oozing liquid) if the area
becomes infected. In the chronic stage, skin thickening (lichenification)
can occur. Atopic eczema can be a very difficult condition to deal with
for both children and adults.
The Beginning of My Eczema
Never in years had I fallen flat on the ground and wounded.
I almost forgot the feeling of having bruises and bloody wounds. Until
that day, after I spent a nice day of touring the beautiful Tuscan hills in a mild autumn weather with 'Bike Florence & Tuscany'. I fell right with my left knee knocking the
ground hard. It was so hard that I thought my kneecap was cracking. A second later I groaned in an extreme pain, holding my left knee
tightly, hoping that there’s no broken bone and trembling by the thought of not being able to walk again. Fortunately, a moment later the pain got lesser, I tried to move my knee up
and down, grateful that despite the bloody pain, it still worked well. Only the open wound was so bloody that I wished it was no more than skin deep. It happened at the front yard of our friend's house, his mother ran toward me and helped me to stand up by lifting my
right arm. With her help, I stood slowly and started to walk to the porch. She went into the house to get some medicines and bandage. I was more than thankful that moment when I recalled how I was almost got hit by a speedy car before entering the
gate in the morning that very same day. The situation could be a lot worst! Thank God for His protection.
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