><B>First of all, let's all get something straight right off the bat - this Sandy is a male. Not a usual name for males, but nonetheless.</B>
><B>Now, on to my story. Here is how it happened:</B>
><B>I have always had a problem with dandruff. Ever since I was in college I have had to use some form of OTC dandruff control shampoo, like millions of other Americans. In the early 90's, my dandruff started getting worse, to the point that it could no longer be effectively treated with OTC medicated shampoos. Worse, it changed physically - instead of flakes, it took the form of silvery scales. I felt I was transforming into some form of mutant fish-man.</B>
><B>I finally went to see a dermatologist in 1994. He diagnosed my condition as psoriasis, and prescribed a mild ointment and medicated shampoo. These did not work very well, so several weeks later he prescribed Temovate, a topical steroid in liquid form. This controlled my scalp psoriasis very well, as long as I took it. But in late 1994, the psoriasis started spreading to other parts of my body - legs, arms, and trunk. He prescribed Temovate ointment, which worked well again. But with all topical steroids, I noticed that as soon as the prescription ran out, the symptoms returned within days. This was a frustrating experience.</B>
><B>Then, in early 1995 a new dimension was added to my disease. I jammed a finger in February, and it never healed - the joint remained stiff and hard to bend. In April, I noticed my ankles were getting very sore. I went to a doctor, who said I only needed some arch-support shoes, and prescribed a nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory (NSAID), Feldene, to deal with the pain and swelling. One pair of new shoes and one prescription of Feldene later, my ankles were fine. But the finger wasn't getting any better.</B>
><B>By the summer of 1995, I noticed I was getting sore in several more places - my hips, neck, and shoulders seemed to be sore all the time, and by the end of summer my ankles were sore again. And then there was that finger joint, still stiff. I was taking Motrin every day, eight to 12 pills per day, to deal with the pain. My normal sarcastic sense of humor was being dulled by the constant pain, and replaced by irritability.</B>
><B>I went back to my dermatologist to discuss where we should go with my psoriasis treatment, and happened to mention my pain symptoms. He said I might have a form of arthritis related to my psoriasis, called PSORIATIC ARTHRITIS, which I had never heard of before. Until now I had not considered that the pain in the different locations of my body might be related - I thought my stiff neck was from sleeping wrong, my sore ankles from bad shoes, etc. Deep down, I knew my doctor was onto something - something I didn't like the sound of.</B>
><B>He referred me to a local rheumatologist, who diagnosed me as having psoriatic arthritis pretty much on the spot. He told me there were four drugs that I could try - azulfidine, plaquenil, gold, and methotrexate. He said azulfidine was probably safe enough yet strong enough for my condition, so he prescribed it for me, along with an NSAID, Naprosyn. I left that day with two prescriptions in hand, and a new, grim outlook on my future.</B>
><B>Understand that at this point, I was pretty devastated. I knew very little about arthritis, but there was one thing I DID know - there was no cure. I had seen books and magazines devoted to teaching people how to cope with arthritis, and I knew all that was in store for me. The thought of living a life of constant pain and losing the use of various parts of my body was too upsetting to dwell upon. I have always been physically strong - I played football in high school and have lifted weights all my life. Before getting arthritis, I was a strong as I have ever been. I was able to lift over 400 lbs. in the bench press. But now, the pain in my shoulders made it impossible to lift weights, and the pain in my hips and ankles eliminated the joy in bicycling, tennis, and just about any other outdoor activity. My strength was leaving me, and I knew I would eventually feel weak and helpless.</B>
><B>But the thing that upset me the most: I knew that I would eventually lose the ability to play guitar. I am a solid, accomplished player, and have devoted much of my life to learning, practicing, and performing for others. The guitar is part of me, like an arm or a leg. It is my main creative outlet, and I could not bear to think of losing that ability. I was in a band at the time, and we were playing pretty regularly. But already, my jammed finger impeded my playing. How would I be able to cope when it got worse?</B>
>关节病型银屑病的加重有些是因为感染因素,所以用抗生素对部分患者效果确实不错。我们医院对住院关节病型银屑病患者,一般都要用抗生素的。</P>
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