Thursday, 25 August 2011

Steroids are evil, but hairdressers are fun :)

So. It was a bad idea to listen to the doctor and put the steroid cream on my eyes. They reeeeeally didn't like it. Cue another bout of scary alien panda with leprousy type madness, my eyes swelled up, went red, itched and generally freaked out, then rewarded me with a nice big flare up of psoriasis that looks like I took up boxing and feels like I painted acid around my eyes.

The GP (my real one, once I finally got to see him instead of the temporary guy who didn't understand my condition and Did Things Wrong) said oh dear. There isn't much licensed for use in facial psoriasis and you've reacted to pretty much all of it. Not to be deterred, he called some guy in the dermatology department at the hospital and between them they decided to give me something 'off list' that's normally used in eczema, an immuno suppressant ointment with a list of contraindications longer than my arm. Apparently I can't drink alcohol when using it (not that I drink anyway, but apparently you go bright red if you use it then drink!), and have to avoid sunlight on my face since immuno suppression plus UV light = fast track to skin cancer! Sheesh. Thank goodness my moisturiser has sunscreen and I found my sunglasses!

I've had it on my face for two hours now and it's making it all sting and tingle and burn. I'm hoping this is a good sign rather than an ominous sign of impending barrage-balloon-face number 4.

In other news, I now have super duper anti histamines that could choke a horse and make me sleep for England... BUT they kill allergic reactions stone dead without me needing to OD on the regular antihistamines.

Work is, well, quite frankly, shit, if you'll pardon my french. I just found out the last year of work has pretty much been a waste of my time and has to be repeated from square one with a whole new method. NOT my fault, but super frustrating and pretty soul destroying considering how hard I've been working on this project (for no reward, since pay rises are frozen anyway). This is not helping the fact that I am kind of sick of my entire career; science is great but I've been doing it for 15 years now and I'm kinda bored. The corporate bullshit/pressure/hoops to jump through keep getting worse and it makes it even more of a chore. I've spent a lot of time trying to work out how I could change my career for something more enjoyable, but to get enough money to pay our bills, I can't afford to take a pay cut, and there isn't anything I want to do that would pay enough money without me having to stop work and re-train. Really quite disheartened with work right now, sigh.

Dad's tumour is apparently isolated to just the one and they are confident they can remove it with surgery. Massively relieved about this. He goes into the hospital on the 9th September. I'm gonna be super stressed since he's no spring chicken and all that, won't feel better until he's the other side of it all. But at least they think this will be straightforward and TREATABLE.

I get my hair cut tomorrow! Really excited about it, I'm going even shorter with a chin length, angled, layered bob and I'm tempted to try a little bit of a side fringe too. I was tempted to go and get my piercing just beforehand too, but decided against it in the end, think I'll save that for another day.

Hmmm what else. Well the house is overrun with cats, currently we have four 12-week kittens downstairs (though my sister in law will be having two of them hopefully next week once she's moved house - literally just opposite our house, YAY!!!) plus Poppy is currently an indoors cat as she seems to have some sort of URT infection or possibly an allergy (wondering if it's her flea allergy manifesting itself as sneezing and runny nose, her eyes seem ok so presumably not cat flu). Merlin has the upstairs to himself and is wondering where everybody went!

This cute picture is Morpheus in his favourite place, the laundry basket. He spends a lot of time there and the fact that there's a pile of laundry NEXT to the basket because nobody wanted to disturb him just shows how soft we all are in this house :)