I spent some more time in hospital this week. Not on the ward, just in emergency and the dermatology clinic yesterday and today.
The pain in my skin, particularly on my legs, was too sore to bear earlier in the week. The pain pounded from the inside out, it hurt to take each step. It hurt to sleep under the blankets. Taking off my stockings left long, bloody cuts on my legs.
It hurts and I wish it would stop.
Thanks to my wonderful Mum and her friend for driving from Albury to take me to hospital yesterday. And thanks for making me laugh. And buying an impressive meal from the cafeteria 🙂 Love you both ♥
Now I have to rest with my legs bandaged and elevated. In front of the TV (hello Rush!).
Here are my legs that I bandaged last night. The attractiveness is jealousy inducing, I know.
I hate the unpredictability of it all. Why can’t my skin condition come with a fun sort of spontaneity? Like last minute road trips or a picnic or free tickets to the concert you thought had sold out?