Ok, as a courtesy, I feel I should warn my few male readers this entry will contain womanly type things that may make you blush. Or throw up. I'm just sayin...
So probably THE worst things about being overweight are the health risks and consequences. My asthma likes to start up with me more often - I can FORGET about climbing stairs most of the time, I am on blood pressure pills, my cholesterol has gone up a little, and my doctor has mentioned sleep apnea to me in more than 1 conversation.
About a year ago, I got this odd rash on the inside of my right thigh. Right up at the top, where the crease is between my thigh and my... you-know.... (Look, I hate the V-word, ok? I'm weird.)
My gynocologist at the time told me it was a skin tag, a consequence of friction on the skin, and he could remove it but it would likely return. It didn't bother me enough to care so I let it go.
Then I got two more similar bumps not far from the original. They itched. They were longer and narrower bumps, more raised, and they itched. But I don't want you to be grossed out - these basically just look like red marks. There's no head or scab or growth. It's just raised skin that's reddish and itchy.
The itching and swelling (just a little swellin) spread over my entire "private" region at an alarming rate all of a sudeen just a few months ago. My gynocologist gave me a perscription for Diflucan which helped temporarily but the rash returned. My regular doctor perscribed a steroid cream, which again helped, but did not cure it. A new gynocologist even though I might have some rare form of vaginal skin cancer and did a biopsy. Now I was becoming quite scared. When Cancer is mentioned, how can you not be scared? I spent a week in agony, convinced I had Cancer and was going to die. The thing is, I have PCOS which has resulted in my being tested for Ovarian Cancer twice but this made it much more real and quite terrifying. And the procedure was the worst kind of discomfort and pain.
Good news - I did not have Cancer.
But I still did not know what was wrong with me. And I was sick of thinking about it. I knew it wasn't cancer or a yeat infection, I knew it was not an STD, I knew I was not in danger so I just gave up for a while and hoped it would go away. Of course, it did not go away and continued to irritate the living shit out of me.
So I went to a dermatologist finally, Wednesday, and he knew what it was instantly. In fact, he determined I had two problems. The patches on my thigh are psoriasis. I have not had psoriasis since I was ten years old but it can come back any time and I guess it chose 2007 as the year of the irritated skin. The second is something called Intertrigo (inter-TRY-go) which sounds on that link a lot grosser than it is.
Please do not misunderstand. I am not diseased and disfigured "down there." I just have irritated skin rashes. It looks like a sunburn.
The reason I am sharing this, though, is that I can imagine other women out there, in my situation, who do not realize they have a simple problem that can be cured with a pill and an ointment. And it's not some disgusting thing to be embarassed about. These things happen to us heavy ladies and when we're skinnier, we'll look back and remember how awful we had it and appreciate healthy living even more.
If anyone is in the L.A. area and needs a good dermatologist, I would be happy to recommend mine. He is my new hero.
Take care of yourself and please, take care of your (insert euphimism for your privates here). LOL.