Super Stressed Out: Sudden, Repeat, Unhidable Daily Rashes After Gym Accident
Super Stressed Out: Sudden, Repeat, Unhidable Daily Rashes After Gym Accident
My beautiful twins are 5 years & 1 week old already!
Hi everybody. I’m having a hard time right now. I have been really stressed out. 4 full days ago I forced myself to the gym. I went into that movie theatre room that is very dark and in back (the darkest area) they have the treadmills. I never used a treadmill at the gym EVER, but I was feeling blah and didn’t feel like hanging out with the yo-yo’s (buff dudes 😐 ) so I went in there for some peace, and decided to use one because I wanted to try it out, and it was coolest back there. I had somewhere to go thereafter. I couldn’t even see the buttons on it, and like I said before I have zero experience with treadmills so I tried starting it up with the light of my phone, which worked. Didn’t have a clue what ‘program’ I was doing, but whatever.
Then when I went to grab my water I flew off of the treadmill (yeah insane blooper moment that if set to music and in the light might have fetched me a few dollars, but wouldn’t have been worth it) and I first smashed down onto the belt of it, rode along as it burned my hand and a tad on my back and I flew into the wall behind me, which wasn’t far at all, unfortunately. My hand was cut up a bit (have some scabs now) and my back, right hip and shoulder hurt like hell. I was sore for just under 3 days from the incident, but what was worse than this was the horrible rash on my neck and chest that developed shortly afterwards, making me so embarrassed that after noticing it I ended up hiding in the bathroom stall for several minutes. It didn’t leave quick enough to my great dismay, so I grabbed my coat and rushed out of there.
Since that day, every single day, I have been getting this unsightly rash up to 3 times per day, and if I stress out about it (which of course, I sure as hell do) it gets all the worse. Naturally, it was Friday after doctor hours when I started really freaking out about it, seeing it was not just a once, twice thing. It started spreading over to my shoulders and might soon consume me, so all out panic attacks, which I have not had in ages, started breaking loose as my mind wandered of with the thoughts of ”what the hell is wrong with me?” ”What is this, and when is it going away for good?”
What makes it worse is that the twins’ birthday party (the reason we did small for their birthday for a 2 day, more fun trip for all at Great Wolf Lodge, now TOMORROW) which is all swimsuits. This is why I went over to the gym that day in the 1st place, but wish I never did because I don’t know what happened. Now the trip for me is likely ruined. After that gym incident was when this all began but why? Did bacteria get into my wounds? I have no idea!
I have been so stressed and miserable. Hub has bought me everything in CVS from anti-fungal rubs to Cortisone 10, Zyrtec and Benedryl.. nothing is stopping this, and it is NOT in an area that can be hidden in street clothing and certainly not in a swimsuit. I am fragile as is. I have had Body Dysmorphic Disorder most all of my life, so even little things I get upset and nervous over and want to hide. But after having to cover up my scalp with crap after a botched dye job where the hair on top never grew back which was beyond traumatizing. After having to cover up my belly button after a piercing migrated out in my sleep and a plastic surgeon stitched it the wrong way, deforming my belly button and making it unpiercable after giving him $2,500 to do so, and I loved my belly. After age putting fat on my upper thighs now with some dimpling making me self-conscious about those now when I once had superb legs. Accutane ruining the beauty of my once pearly white eyes by giving me a rare but life-long painful and ugly side effects of horrible, chronic dry eye without cure, that made me lose some vision and made them look ugly now. Having two of the wrong teeth pulled from my mouth, and one of which you see when I smile and I can’t afford an implant, and it was a dentist mistake they never made right on. And after being upset enough over the aging process in general, this is really destroying me.
What could it be? When it goes away I start feeling hopeful, but then it comes back which panics me greatly. It doesn’t itch but feels a tad ‘burny,’ and those areas never EVER did before. I developed sensitive skin on my face about a decade ago so I was forced to wear full makeup which sucks, but I dealt with it. This can’t be covered up. This is the only part of my body I still truly like (my chest) and my wardrobe revolves around it and it’s almost swimsuit time, and it is for me tomorrow already, and I am soooo afraid that this stuff will be popping up and embarrassing me in public. I keep staring down at my chest all day. It’s no happy way to live, thinking I might have some awful, underlying disease, even though I just had a physical with blood work and all was well, which I was relieved by.
I have never had a one allergy, and this rash has happened both in home and in public now. I haven’t changed or added any medications, changed my diet at all, which never once affected my skin anyway. I cannot figure this out, but between the rashes themselves and the panic, I almost went to the ER over the weekend. My dermatologist doesn’t take our now crappy insurance since hubby is out of work, so we can’t afford to go and see him. I wouldn’t have a clue who to see or where to go.
I get especially fearful because for one, I am a chronic over-thinker and worrier, just as my mom always was. I have already had 3 fairly rare conditions in my lifetime. Only one that was supposed to be fatal, but I know a rash can be a sign of many underlying illnesses, and my track record doesn’t make me feel any better. I had Reye’s Syndrome as a child, and much more recently, Pityriasis Rosea during my twin pregnancy, which was just God awful for 3 long months, but at least it didn’t travel up to my chest and neck area. Plus, it was winter. And then 2 years back I had something called Erythema Nodosum from an untreated strep infection I had no clue I even had, but it deformed the appearance of my legs for awhile with lumps and more pain than I could ever possibly tell you. My feet were as big as tubs, and it was a VERY scary experience, taking awhile to be fully and correctly diagnosed. (2 out of 10,000 people. Lucky me, right?) So when my husband tries to comfort me now, it just reminds me of the two other times I knew him that he told me something small was nothing and it turned out to be very wrong and very much something that was in a word.. torturous 😥 .
Examples of both past skin conditions.
I wake up at night and panic horribly about it, as we all know our fears and minds run more insanely in the middle of the night. I woke up shaking yesterday from head to toe like a mini-seizure or something, which of course has me very concerned to. This has happened a couple of times in the past along with sleep paralysis (I was younger and extremely stressed when the latter happened though), but with any shaking I sit up and everything stops and goes away. The doctor didn’t think anything much of it, as I did of course tell him, but now with this rash. UGH!! If I had to live like this day in and day out, it would be no way to live, so yeah.. I’m depressed right now. Hiding my feelings from the kids naturally, but depressed. GO AWAY PLEASE.. FOR GOOD!
I know stress can cause rashes, however, now I have proven to have gotten it without having been stressed, and I have been stressed and nervous about things my whole life. Nothing like this has ever happened to me. I just couldn’t have my husband postpone or even cancel this trip they are so looking forward to because of ME! I just don’t know how I am to deal with it, if it is not rectified by then. I only have one day left. What else can I try? What can I do?
So sorry to rant today. I am just really upset over this, and that had we gone on this water park trip last week at the same time as this week, as was originally planned but we changed it due to my cycle time with the short month of February. (I have bad endometriosis and severe pain because of it, so I knew it would ruin the trip to be on days 1 or ) he made it one week out, which I felt bad enough for. Like clockwork, my period always comes on time, but this one stinking month it came 2 days earlier then it always does, so I would have been more OK than I am right now going, let’s just say.
Pray for me please. I have been through so much in my life. I just so want one week, even just one day to pass by without any calamity like it does for normal people. Pray it goes away so I can resume my life and my sanity! (What is left of it anyway). Thanks in advance if you made it this far. I had to vent today. I have to pack up, and I have a lot to do today, so I can’t proof-read. I hope all of my ranting made sense. See you guys on Thursday! (I will update when I have answers.) I just always feel so flippin’ cursed!