Monday, 1 August 2011

In which I wake up and discover I turned into a leprous alien panda (warning: not for the squeamish)

I really must have words with my immune system; it's not behaving itself recently. First there was the infamous superglue fumes (we think) lip allergy a month or so ago:

As if that wasn't enough, my body has now decided to torture me further with this lovely sight, which greeted me in the mirror this morning:

Scream? Panic? Swear a lot? Yep, I did all three. Then I hovered outside the doctor's surgery until he arrived and panicked all over him, too. He thinks I've become allergic to the Psoriasis cream I've used for years, and which I applied under my eyes last night. Apparently it's not life threatening, but all I can do is put emollients on it and wait for it to go away.

DH is freaking out, worried that people will think he's a wife beater. Feel quite sorry for him, actually - it really does look a lot like someone gave me two black eyes.

Every time I lay down it swells up even more. By lunchtime it was so swollen the skin cracked and started peeling off like I had some kind of leprosy. I couldn't see because my eyes were swollen shut and that's after TWO antihistamines.

Oh, joy.

Think it might be time to start looking after myself a little better; if my immune system is this screwed then something's not right. Bring on the healthier food, vitamin pills and -gasp- early nights...