Written by Amida of Journey Into Unschooling.
A few years ago, I had the most horrible rash known to mankind. It started as a small, itchy patch that I took for bug bites. But then it grew bigger and other patches started popping up until my whole body was covered with it.
I went to the doctor, who quizzed me and determined that I was allergic to the new dog living in my home.
I went to the allergist, who examined me under a microscope, and declared I had scabies.
I went to the dermatologist, who took one look at my arms, and he said it was obviously eczema. While they all prescribed me ointments (I declined the scabies treatment) that offered relief of my symptoms, not one of them offered any long term solutions to the problem. I was still breaking out and scratching myself bloody. Something had to be done.