Author: hidradenitisandme

I likely don’t need to mention if you have followed my blog, that the first order of the day for me is my shower. That being followed by my bandaging, I always have a good amount of trash to clear from the floor and bed. That includes underpads and other items I use on a daily basis.

I typically move/get things cleaned up and done pretty slowly, which I’m fine with… As long as I eventually get it done.

Well today, I hadn’t gotten back up after performing my hygiene routine, before it was time for my telephone appointment with my therapist. In the midst of the call, my sister Lori, swoops in, armed with gloves and cleaning agents, collected all my trash and disinfected my floor, dressers etc. before I knew what was happening!😆

Yes, I protested because I don’t ever want to be an extra item on her already full plate, but I also can’t help but to be so deeply touched by her amazing self sacrifice and love for me….. She’s really something and I’m blessed.🙏🏾

Oct 29th dermatologist appointment to discuss possible biologic infusions….see if something out there can help me

Stay tuned…🙏🏾

So how about a very patient, yet threatening bully, waiting for the time he’ll attack you. You don’t know when, you don’t know what the extent of the damage that will be done, but you strongly anticipate and fear that it’s imminent.

This is the best way I can describe my experience and the flare/developing flare on my stomach for the past FOUR MONTHS! Yes, four months.😕

About mid June, I began to notice a hardening next to and extending below an older flare site that leaks constantly and that I have to drain when it gets backed up throughout the day to avoid discomfort. Up to this point I hadn’t had any problem draining the site, but now, to press this area felt like a hard mini panel of plastic or something had been slipped under my skin and noticeable sensitivity. 🥴

I soldiered on, praying that it wouldn’t develop into anything crazy, but still anxious that this wouldn’t be the full extent of it.

July comes and goes, and while the sensitivity has changed the way I have to drain the former site, the area still is pretty flat. Around the end of August, I noticed that the “hard panel” now has a puffiness over it. OY VEY!🫣 The bully is just about done taunting me and is now ready to make his move.

I proceed with draw out salve, tee tree oil and hot showers in order to coax it to a head. By the end of September I had a full grown egg shaped flare on my lower right abdomen…yeah.

Despite the anxiety that this causes, I proceed on and try to go about my days. I continue to pray that it doesn’t become like flares I’ve had in the past, and I also remind myself to be thankful that I hadn’t had any pain accompanying my bowel movements at this point or pain in response to gravity etc.

Fast forward to this past weekend. I spent a few nights with my sister Lori.🥰 I feel and realize her connection to, concern for and awareness of my situation. It’s for this and other obvious reasons that I was very unhappy to awaken at her place Monday morning with pain upon standing in the flare site.😥 I didn’t want HS to interrupt the time we had together.

I didn’t tell her immediately about this development, but I didn’t have to. Her awareness caused her to hear the slight sound of my pillbox.(She’s amazing.lol) She said, “what’s going on with your body Loni?” I hesitantly told her. She made me a concoction of tea that included fresh parsley, thyme, garlic and ginger that I drank that night and Tuesday morning before returning home.❤️❤️

That brings me to today. I’ve continued to treat the site and take pics for my reference, to see if I saw any signs of skin breaking. I’m happy to say that after showering, the cyst is open and slowly oozing. PRAISE JAH!🙏🏾

I decided to shave my head tonight and I don’t plan on going back. I was in my early twenties in the picture on the right…. literally a head full of hair, but my hair is no longer healthy as it was.

Now in my early forties, after having had a period of time when I had to take hypertension medicine (known to damage hair)and I guess just with getting older, the splotchy spots were getting larger and my ability and even willingness to manage my hair have greatly diminished. HS of course plays a big part since it has impacted my range of motion, where even reaching up there is challenging.🙄

…….Sooooooooo, how bout we make life a little easier? This is the new me, and yeah..I like it! ☺️

Sidenote: My sweet sister just called me after I sent her the picture to make sure I was ok…🤣🤣. I assured her I wasn’t in a life crisis..lol

I’ve used Epsom salt in hot water to soak cyst. The salt dries the skin, aiding it to eventually crack and release the pain causing contents.

The other day I wondered if there were any ointments with Epsom salt in it…. My best inanimate friend, Amazon, 😁showed me this. It arrives Monday and I’m hoping and praying it’s a good assist in the ongoing struggle with HS. Perhaps I’ll have something to suggest to other HS warriors after trying it out. We shall see.

Sunday was a great day! I was able to get myself together to go in person to the hall where my sister Lydia goes.

The meeting and fellowship were enjoyable. This was topped off by lunch at her home with she and her husband. That time of conversation, a meal and movie with them left me feeling emotionally full and satisfied 🥰🥰

While there, my sister insisted on painting my toenails, as I had expressed to her in passing how much they needed to be done💜💜…. She’s an awesome lady🥰

It always impresses me how special the simple moments can be when you’re with the people that bring you so much joy.

Started this day at 6:20😫… Didn’t want to, but my PCP arranged for me to have my lab work done at home. As with many services today, they give you a “window of time.” I was told the tech would arrive between 7a.m. and 11a.m….Oy. The possibility of them arriving at 7 meant I had to get up, shower and get ready.😴😴 They made it clear I’d be charged if not available at scheduled time.

Once I prepped sufficiently, I decided to lay down and try to rest until their arrival. Shortly thereafter, contractors began with the clean out of the house next door😏 bang bang, clank clank etc. A call came at 8 letting me know they’d be arriving within a half hour. The tech that came was unapologetically rude and I had to have him wash his hands before beginning… UNBELIEVABLE!

It was after this that I finished readying myself to go out, withdraw funds from the bank and head to retrieve my car from the mechanic.

I’m all too happy and thankful to have this day out of the way. I’m hoping and will pray for a restful night. So glad I don’t have any obligations or places to go tomorrow.🙏🏾

Saturday was a great day! I met my sister Lydia for field service.

After service, she treated me to a hoagie and she, her husband (my brother) and I sat around, talked and laughed. It was a truly great time.

This may sound simple to some, but it actually isn’t. It’s beyond special! Its  a deep connection when you can do simple things or even nothing, and enjoy yourself to the fullest.

I returned home with my soul full and a smile in my heart.🥰

Seven years with my first one, now time to break in a new butt pillow. It’s primary purpose is to alleviate the pressure on my right buttock, that being the most damaged and painful side.

I can’t use the standard pillow as is, so you can see how I cave it out to better accommodate my needs.

I went through my phone a couple days ago and consolidated my HS pics into folders. Looking at the ones of my bottom helped me remember how far from normal I am, allowing me to be more realistic and reasonable in my expectations of myself. I typically would take pics with a flare, and therefore hadn’t really looked in a while. The pic I took and looked at the other day served it’s purpose.

When able and even desirous, yes, there are things I’ll do. When unable, I won’t. Jehovah has my entire situation sized up, and that’s all that matters. Mine is in no way a normal situation…I have to remember to remember this.

Huge uptick in Covid right now! Number of people I’m learning about is steadily growing day by day. I had it in June of 2022 and I pray not to get it again!

I’m quite sorry for my family members and friends presently infected. Some like to brush Covid off as “the new cold.”  No, it’s a virus that can have lasting, irreparable, neurological, and for persons like myself that can’t get vaccinated as well as elderly, DEADLY consequences!!!

No, we can’t make it go away, and some of us are bound to get sick, however, precautions such as vigilant mask wearing and hand washing can help keep persons like myself from being exposed to this nuisance virus on top of existing physical struggles.

Not giving into the unspoken peer pressure to go maskless at a time like this is key. I pray for myself and loved ones to be wise and safe❣️