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    Me and My Psoriasis

    A patient describes her 20-year search for a psoriasis treatment.

    A Search for Treatment

    In the 1980s, I tried tar baths and salves, which, like leeches or a month in a sanatorium, are so 19th century. I smelled like a driveway baking in the sun. Enough said.

    There were creams and ointments of all varieties that I would apply at night, swathing myself in cling wrap and donning latex gloves to prevent it from rubbing off on the sheets. The process required a lot of effort and was far from perfect; I had to tape the wrap so it would stay put, and try turning the pages of a book in rubber gloves. My cat hated it almost as much as I did.

    Cortisone injections on my joints were my next attempt, and they worked. My scales completely disappeared for a few weeks at a time. During a year in Japan, I visited a clinic and mimed my request for the shots. After he understood what I was asking for, the doctor left the examination room and came back with a photo album filled with pictures of gruesomely mottled and cratered skin -- all because of cortisone, he said. He shook his head sadly as he flipped through the pages.

    Those photos scared me enough to stop the shots forever.

    In the 1990s, I turned to UVB phototherapy, which is the medical version of indoor tanning. I found a dermatologist with a light booth near my office, so I'd dash out during my lunch hour, strip down, throw a towel over my head and face and climb in. The blasts of ultraviolet light worked as long as I maintained a three- or four-days-a-week schedule. The inhaled lunches and the journey through the parking lot on my way out and in were too exhausting. I couldn't keep it up.

    In the same decade, I tried a raw food diet and fasting. I took methotrexate, a cancer drug that slows cell growth. I submitted to researchers at the University of Michigan Hospital who were studying the effects on psoriasis of intense doses of light. I soaked in the Dead Sea during a press junket to Israel. I even went to an old soothsayer who made me and my friends wait outside her untidy bungalow for two hours before uttering one mysterious pronouncement: "Borax." She didn't explain herself, so we had to puzzle out her meaning. Our conclusion was that I shouldn't wash my clothes in a bleach-based detergent.

    The plaques, scales, lesions -- whatever you want to call them -- always came back, usually within a week or two. The more I battled, the more they piled up.

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