Rashes Rashes, They All Fall Down

For a few years now, I have had a rash. It’s very aloof. It will appear and last for days or even weeks and then disappear only to return later. It travels around my body as if it’s on an exploration mission. It is itchy to the point that I’m scratching it in my sleep and making it bleed. Sometimes it’s so bad that I have to wear baggy clothes that touch my skin minimally.

When it first began, I went to my family physician. He prescribed medicine that didn’t work. After exhausting his non-successful remedies, he referred me to a dermatologist. This dermatologist diagnosed the rash and prescribed medicine. No luck.

I requested a different referral. Same thing.

I requested a different referral. Same thing.

As of now, I’ve been to five doctors regarding the rash. This is over years because I stop remedy pursuit when the rash disappears and begin pursuit when it reappears.

Finally, it was suggested that I go to my original dermatologist, the one I had before we had children and health insurance became so expensive that we had to switch to an HMO. I paid cash because she doesn’t accept my insurance. She asked what previous biopsies had shone. I told her that no one had biopsied the rash. She was visibly shocked. And for a few hundred additional dollars, I could have her do one. I agreed…