NO ONE can imagine what you’re exactly going through.
UNLESS they are a Former Sufferer…
My name is Susan Clark and I suffered from eczema, just like you, for my entire life until I found a cure.
My eczema started at an early age. By the age of 5, I could barely sleep at night because of the intense itching. My mother took me to my pediatrician who said that I had dry skin and instructed her to use lotion on me 3 times a day.
At 7 it had worsened. I would scratch so hard during the night that I would wake up with blood on various parts of my body. My mother again took me to the doctor. This time the doctor told my mom to give me Benadryl. Needless to say that this didn’t work. My mom came up with her own solution and had me wear mitts at night so I couldn’t scratch.
A new doctor finally diagnosed me with eczema when I was 9. He said it would be easy to cure. I was given some medicines and some cream. My mom and I was amazed that the eczema began to clear up. Within a few weeks it was gone but so was the medicine.
Slowly but surely the eczema began to return. When we saw the doctor again, he said that I would have to continue to switch medicines because they would become ineffective as my body became accustomed to them.
You see, what we quickly found out was that the so called specialists just treat the symptoms and not the root cause. Some even suggested that I would “grow out of it”.
The next 17 years were plagued with eczema. I would have times when I could hide it with long sleeve clothing and pants. I would also have times when I could not hide it. Without any doubt, I did not grow out of it. Steroids became a popular cure and it worked a little but the side effects of taking steroids long term is worse than eczema.
My high school years were lonely. Sure I had friends but everyone acted strange around me. This was especially true when I was in the middle of a bad outbreak. I remember once when a boy in school started a rumor that I had leprosy. It lasted for over a year.
After high school, I was determined to find a cure. I was not going to live the rest of my life feeling ashamed of myself. I was not going to live the rest of my life with low self confidence.
What Happened Next Was A Miracle
I hate to admit this but I had given up. I was 26 years old and I was tired. Tired of trying to cure something that didn’t have a cure. Tired of wearing pants all summer. Tired of scratching non-stop. I quit!
Then I got a strange phone call. It was strange for two reasons. First, it came from someone I had not spoken with since high school. Second, because it changed my life forever.
You see, the call came from Cindy Patterson and she had remembered the issues I had all through school. She was now the mother of a 5 year old that had eczema. She wanted to know if I had ever cured my condition.
When I told her no, she told me something that changed my life. What I thought was a phone call about her daughter turned out to be a phone call about me.
