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Message: <blockquote data-quote="RolandOfGilead" data-source="post: 1074572" data-attributes="member: 7140">Angelsboi - I wrote  about this in another thread, which I'm pretty sure you missed.  So I'll tell you a little again. in 1983, at the tender age of 12, just as I was going through puberty, a terrible thing happened to me:  Psoriasis.  Psoriasis is a terrible skin condition in which your body mass produces skin cells at 10 times the rate of the average person - in certain areas. My skin became red, blotchy, irritated, and the outer skin cells began to die - turning into white, scaly looking patches.  This happened on around 70% of my body surface - a severe case of the disease.   Believe me, the last thing a kid  wants in life when going through puberty in junior high or high school is a disfiguring skin disease.  Its painful, it itches, its unsightly, makes it look like you have the worst dandruff imagineable -Well, some 20 years later, I'm turning 32, and guess what? only now have I found a treatment that has ANY effect whatsoever. Why? Doctors never knew much about Psoriasis before;  They knew it responded to steroids (cortisone), Radiation, etc. in SOME patients. For me, none of those things worked.  Turns out that the effects on the skin are only a symptom: the disease is actually an Autoimmune disease where my immune system thinks my healthy skin is infected and attacks.  Then it sends signals to the effected area to "Produce skin to heal infection"... so, the treatment I'm using right now is an immunity suppressing drug called Neoral - its the same stuff they give to Liver transplant patients so their body doesnt reject the liver.   Its helping, but I cant stay on it long, it will kill me.  Course, that's always an option.  35% of the people with psoriasis - not even as severe as mine - will attempt suicide by the age of 50. The thing is, I'm not dead.  All those other people - they're dead before they ever pull the trigger.  They let the disease rob them of joy - mostly because other people are cruel to them throughout their lives.   I guess what I'm saying is - Don't be robbed of joy.  Yeah, you can be pragmatic, realistic - but what does that really solve? I'd give up my "temporary" treatment to give you back your joy.  What are you willing to sacrifice to keep it?</blockquote>

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