I noticed this morning that my hands are
covered in little blisters. This isn’t really a good thing – they’re annoying,
painful and itchy, but when I saw them I had a moment of reflective
thankfulness. A few years ago I had these blisters constantly. They’d go
through cycles of appearing, then popping and bleeding, then just as they were
starting to clear, new ones would appear. I had a couple of years where I
couldn’t make fists, because every time I did my knuckles would split open and
bleed some more.
It’s been a while since I’ve had this
problem. In the last few years, they’ve appeared a few times when I’ve had particularly
bad systemic flares, but it’s been a long time since they’ve been an everyday
problem. So much so that when I first felt them on my hand this morning, it
took me a while to recognise what they were. I realised I haven’t had them once
in the time since my Raynaud’s first appeared, as I couldn’t work out whether
wearing gloves would be helpful or harmful to them (my hands were cold so I
decided to risk it.)
I’m hoping this flare up will pass soon as
I’m not enjoying my hands being itchy and gross, but I’m so thankful that I don’t
deal with this everyday anymore, I can deal with it for a few days.
I just looked up the proper
name for this rash as I couldn’t remember it: pompholyx. I was thinking
something that sounded like Popple-Ox. I don't think I was that far off, but I'm not sure my dermatologist would agree!
Thanks for reading!
Little Miss Autoimmune
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