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I Bought Some Face Masks

I Bought Some Face Masks

I’ve maybe jumped the gun a bit, but who knows?  I’m taking this all very seriously.  My immune system is already being well suppressed by the body buggering doses of steroids I’m taking, and so I figure that sooner or later I’m going to need to protect myself from infection as the MMF gets up to speed too.  A lot.  I just don’t know when yet.

With that in mind, I bought these at the weekend.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B009PPMVGC/

I figure that when I need them they’ll be there.  They’re FFP3 standard which essentially means I’ll be well protected from breathing anything in, and the way I see it I’ll also get the protection from touching my mouth with my hands too.  Supposedly we touch our faces over a thousand times a day without even realising it. At home where you’d think it would be relatively safe then it’s not an issue, and it’s probably fine.  But if I’m out and about touching door handles, money, etc, then the last thing I want is to be touching my mouth.

I’ll get double whammy protection then I guess, both from breathing things in, and passing stuff by hand to my mouth.  It might mean I attract some looks but I think I can live with that, it’s not like I intend to go out a lot, but I don’t want to be a total hermit.  Fortunately I’m in a position where I can work from home, and I really feel for people who have to go out to a job with this kind of thing going on for them.

I don’t know.  Maybe I’m, acting a little OTT and being crazy paranoid, but it makes sense to me.

The building or food industry typically use FFP1 class masks.

The metal and mining industry use FFP2 class masks. Workers in these industries are frequently in contact with aerosols, fog and smoke that can cause lung cancer over a long term.

Finally, the FFP3 class masks I bought – which as you can see weren’t expensive – offer maximum protection from breathing air pollution. They filter poisonous, oncogenic and radioactive particles, as well as the bit I’m interested in which is viruses, bacteria, and fungal spores.

So I should be well protected as long as I use them correctly.  Maybe they’re overkill, but I’d rather be safe.

Posted by Frank Haywood in Pemphigus, Personal
Pemphigus Is Genetic

Pemphigus Is Genetic

So I read last night that Pemphigus is genetic.  But I also read that it isn’t.  Which one is right?

There’s only one way to find out.  Fight!

My opinion.  It’s genetic.  No doubt.  That’s based on my initial thought of “well of course it is” and then backed up by reading that PV (Pemphigus Vulgaris) is endemic in some areas.  Given that it’s not an infection it’s an immune disorder, then logically it must be because the people who live in that area share a common gene pool.

Am I right or what?

Unless of course it can be triggered by an insect bite of some sort which also exists in those endemic areas.  I would change my mind about this if I saw that evidence – I ALWAYS change my mind given new information, I’m never prejudiced in any way and I have a very scientific way of looking at things.  Evidence based mixed with a bit of theory until tested.

But the real proof is this.

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/15869862

https://rarediseases.info.nih.gov/diseases/7355/pemphigus-vulgaris

Summarised on the second link:-

“Genetic Factors: Predisposition to pemphigus is linked to genetic factors. Certain major histocompatibility complex (MHC) class II molecules, in particular alleles of human leukocyte antigen (HLA) DR4, appear to confer susceptibility to pemphigus vulgaris.”

So there you go.  The more you know eh folks?

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Headache Tension Gone

Headache Tension Gone

No headache or head tension today so I’ll stick with the 60mg steroids.  Our neighbours came back off holiday and Karen commented how much better my face was looking, and I have to say it is.  Maybe by the time the family get back in less than 2 weeks time it will be very normal.  My chest and shoulders still look bad, but no itching!

I almost feel I don’t need to apply the steroid cream and Cetraben, it feels and looks so much better now, but I’ll continue to do so as the steroid cream promotes faster healing, and I still need that skin barrier assist of the Cetraben.  Just a tiny amount of soreness still on my face under my eyes on my cheekbones where I guess the skin is closest to the bone, but that’s it.

This is the 9th day of 60mg Prednisone  – 30mg seeemed to be only a holding pattern, maybe a *little* better, but not enough to really notice and it may have been months to see anything – and all this real improvement has happened during that period.  The amount I’m taking continues to worry me, but if it can clear most of this mess up in the rest of the 4 weeks at this dose, then good.

After this month I drop down to 55mg and then another appointment on the 13th September at 10:15 with Dr H.  Hopefully when she sees me it will be an impressive amount of change and the photographer will take some more photos for the medical staff records.  I’m okay with that as it’s a learning hospital and I see the advantages of documenting it all.  Maybe this site will be of use to them too.

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The Steroids Are Working

The Steroids Are Working

The increased dosage of Prednisolone agreed with Doctor H (30mg to 60mg) seems to be working.  My skin seems to be getting better every day and I think it was about Saturday 5th I noticed my face wasn’t so tender and sore to the touch.  This means I can now really work my electric razor in to get at the stubble without it making me wince, which then makes it easier to apply the creams afterwards.  I’m still a little way off using a wet razor though, but my new electric razor is pretty good I’m surprised to say and gives me a close shave.

Still missing my 1/4 inch designer stubble though.  *sigh*

Maybe I’ll be able to grow it back again in a month as at this age I’m at now (57) it quite suits me and also hides any imperfections, of which there have been a lot just recently.

Last night my face which has been purply red up to now seemed to be very calm and a pale pink. Still a little flaky but looking much better.  As you might expect, my scalp is also much clearer and my hair seems to be less tufty.  I think I might have lost a little bit of hair, but WTH, that comes with age anyway doesn’t it?  Still some flaking when I scratch my head, but nowhere near as bad as it was.  Amazing how quickly my body is respondng to the steroids.  I thought it might take much longer than this to see the kind of results I am, so yeah…  I’m pleased.

Something to look forward to as my skin gets better, and at the moment I need things to look forward to more than I’ve ever done.

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Coming To Terms

Coming To Terms

Today has not been a good day in terms of my Pemphigus. I think I’ve been coming to terms with it as when you’re diagnosed with something like this you just don’t know enough to understand what it actually all means. I mean, I’m not a dummy… I understood what I was told and I understand it’s chronic, ie incurable, but I sort of can’t accept that yet. In fact I may never do so, I’m like that – I get a good idea and then I get driven to implement it. And I have a few ideas that need airing on this whole topic – there are relatively new discoveries about the immune system, and I’ll be investigating and implementing them one way or another.

I understand the condition. I’ve done research based on what I was initially told by the diagnosing doctor – who is lovely by the way, and I’m really glad she’s on my case – but I find it very difficult to believe this is my life now. Suddenly. Yeah, I know as well as anyone that life kicks you from time to time, but you fix it – well I always have done. I think I’ll be permanently in a state of “I can fix this” and I’ll never accept totally what I’m being told. That’s who I am.

So. I’m missing my family who are still in Australia – I’m VERY happy they’re happy doing it, and I wouldn’t have changed that even if I’d been diagnosed before they went away. It makes me happy to think they’re having a good time, it REALLY does. And they’ll be back soon enough in a couple of weeks, so all is good on that front.

But the whole thing about taking steroids possibly for the rest of my life scares me shitless. I’ve already pretty much decided I’m probably not going to take them indefinitely, as to me, the potential fucking up of my quality of life through use of them doesn’t outweigh my non-existence. And it’s THAT I’ve been coming to terms with. We all have to die sometime, I just don’t want to die inside years before my body does. I would rather be remembered as a better person (in some way).

In my particular case this is linked to the fact that I had depression nearly 20 years ago and while it’s all dealt with and I’m a happy bunny again (no drugs, just Cognitive Behavioural Therapy for me) you never really get past it. It’s still there, I just deal with it when it raises it’s head. I’m as good as I’ll ever and always be on that front and I know however I feel at that moment will pass.

But this is a little bit different. It’s not just in my head this time and on the face of it I can’t control it – that’s what I can’t accept. I’m not a control freak (I think), but this is something I supposedly have no control over and I just can’t take that.

Which all means I’ve been coming to terms with some things I have to do now, unplanned (that’s a bit annoying, heh), and also some not quite decisions made. Some I can only make with my wife as it wouldn’t be fair to make them on my own. We’re a tight partnership who have got through some life together and that’s the way we work.

In all, not a good day then but tomorrow’s tomorrow.

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Upping The Ante

Upping The Ante

So I decided I coudn’t quite start taking the extra steroids today. 30mg up to 60mg per day. My idea, I asked for it, I just want to think a little longer before I do.

Logically I know it’s the right thing to do, but emotionally it’s a big step.  A few years ago a friend of mine was diagnosed with Irritable Bowel and all he could do to alleviate his problem was take steroids for a short time but then after stopping, his problem would soon come back again – the doctor wouldn’t let him take them for mny longer because of the dangers.  He told me at the time it was scary because of the possible side-effects and he couldn’t take them for long, but his predicament has always stuck with me.

Me being told by my doctor that I might have to permanently take them without break isn’t great news is it?

It boils down to take these and suffer the possible consequences or definitely die of an infection later.

So I’m going to take them, I have made that decision, I just need another day.

But I don’t intend on taking them indefinitely, whatever the outcome.  I will wean myself off them and onto a steroid sparing agent such as Mycophenolate Mofetil (MMF) or better still if my body will take it, onto antiobiotics and vitamin B3.

FML.

But there are people who are far worse off than me, and you know what?  I was bound to suffer something like this as I got older, I just wasn’t quite ready for something as I now find it, as serious as this.  There are worse things I’d rather not have though, so you know…  Result.

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Decision Time

Decision Time

Today was my appointment with my dermatology consultant Dr H at 12:30.  This appointment was all about the way ahead and I’d been doing some thinking so I sort of knew where it was going before we started.  First she examined me and there was no real change.  The 30mg Prednosolone steroids were doing the same thing as they did when I had this dose in April, issued by my GP before I was diagnosed with Pemphigus Foliaceous (PF) – they were just keeping me in a holding pattern with maybe a little improvement but not much, and I knew something had to change dramatically if I was going to stand a chance of getting back to “normal.”

She went through the letter I’d written and confirmed everything I’d put down as my understanding of my condition and the way ahead.  She said she’d never had a patient do that before and she was impressed (I thanked her) and I think I piqued her curiosity as I know I look quite unassuming and unremarkable.

But it’s what goes on inside your head isn’t it?  And what you’re actually capable of that people don’t know when they first meet you, and long experience has told me that people nearly always underestimate me based on my appearance.  I’m short at 5′ 4″ (possibly less now I’m older – we all shrink a bit) and you will typically find me in shorts and a t-shirt at home all the year round, and when I’m out and about I’m never more comfortable than in a pair of jeans and a criss-cross tablecloth patterned shirt of some kind with some comfy thick socks and soft suede shoes or boots.  And I’m about 20kg overweight with a BMI (Body Mass Index) of fat bastard.  I’m working on that.

If you need to read more about me and what I’m capable of, you can do so here.

Back to the appointment.  I was keen to get off the steroids ASAP and I let her know this.  It’s having these discussions is when you start learning the real important stuff, and go away with a whole pile of questions spinning around in your head to go and research.  You might have realised by my description of part of my working life on the link above, I’m GOOD at research, it’s one of the things I do really well.

Something we’d discussed in the previous appointment two weeks earlier was the use of “steroid sparing agents” such as Mycophenolate Mofetil which is an immunosuppressant drug given to transplant patients to stop their own immune system from rejecting the donor organ.  Another scary drug as long term use can cause cancer, but not as scary as steroids in my opinion.  I was told there are others less severe such as antibiotics and vitamin B3 but it depends on how well I respond to them.  (I’m thinking about that and have some things I want to try, more at a later date.)

Because this is the crux of it all.  My own autoimmune system is broken or imbalanced and is attacking my own skin.  This is supposed to be chronic and incurable, but I have yet to be convinced of that and I’m not the kind of person to give up just like that.

First line of treatment in cases like mine are steroids.  They’re the most effective in the shortest amount of time.  So even though they scare the crap out of me at what they’re doing to future Frank’s body (and future Frank NEEDS that body in good working order), I know that right now it’s what I need, so I at first suggested I start on the MMF (Mycophenolate Mofetil) and drop the steroids.

Can’t do that.  It turns out that MMF can take 4 months to reach full effectiveness.  I have to take the steroids while they kick in and then hope I can stop the steroids.  Crap.

Me being me, logical and always thinking one step ahead (like a carpenter), I decided there and then that what I needed was to double my dose of steroids.  I’d already researched and found that up to 100mg / day was sometimes prescribed, but even to me that seemed a little high so I suggested 60mg.  That scared Dr H and she said she’d be willing to go as high as 40mg but she’d need another Doctor to hold her hand on any higher and so she went off to fetch Dr Hegarty (?) – I hope I’ve got his name right, there was a lot swirling round my mind at this point. I’ll correct this later when I can confirm.

He took a look at my notes and recent blood test results, then looked at me and appraised me.  He said words along the lines of “I think you’re right Mr Haywood.  I’ve seen PF before and found the best way to treat it to normalise the patient is to hit it hard with steroids to begin with and then gradually dial it all back until we find the right balance.  Let’s go for 60mg of Prednisolone while we build up the MMF into your system.  You’re overweight but otherwise in good condition with no previous medical issues at all and apart from the PF you’re normal.  It looks good to do it and we’ll monitor your bloods weekly to keep an eye on you.”

Dr H was already sorting out the blood test forms and writing the dosages out for me and writing the prescriptions.  They’re THAT good and I’m so glad they have my back.

Then I went through the urine sample, weight and blood pressure.  Weight was down from last time as I already knew, and so was my blood pressure, something like 128/82 which is perfectly normal.  Thanks to exercise and porridge mainly (I’ve got it down like that before), and beans on wholemeal toast.  In other words, just doing the right things.

So I think I’m okay with this.  As far as I’m concerned the high doses of steroids are temporary.  A few weeks, 3-4 months while the MMF takes over.  That’s my hope and plan.  In the meantime, I’m eating better food (on the whole) and consuming less calories, exercising, and losing weight when both doctors told me I wouldn’t be able to as the steroids would prevent me, keeping me hungry and making me want to eat.

But I have willpower.  I want to get well.  I want to be rid of this incurable disease.  I will attempt to do it through medical science with drugs and massive changes to my lifestyle.

I firmly believe that fat is one of the contributing factors because… guess what?  Fat is one of the things that intereferes with the normal function of the autoimmune system and can cause it to break as in my case.  Studies in 2016 found a biochemical link that I need to do more research on to understand properly, but at first reading it looks like researchers have discovered there’s a mechanism that turns OFF the immune system at the correct and appropriate time (biochemistry) and an imbalance can be caused in some circumstances that prevent this normal inhibiting factor.  It’s believed there’s a relationship that means that this is true not just of PF, but could also be true of ALL autoimmune problems from arthritis to Multiple Sclerosis.

There’s hope for a lot of people if their conclusions are correct.

I could be barking up the wrong tree, but right now I believe (I HAVE to believe) that I can put my body into a state where my immune system can regain its balance and correct itself.  So I’m working at that with a double pronged attack.  Drugs to begin with.  While they’re having their way with my system, I will lose weight and become fit.  And while that’s happening I’ll be researching a possible therapy which I will then have to sell to my Doctors and possibly the local NHS Trust if I think it sounds viable.

I will post it all here.

Posted by Frank Haywood in Pemphigus, Personal
The Diagnosis

The Diagnosis

Four weeks and one day after my biopsy on the 21st June and I received a phone call this morning from the hospital.  Could I please go in TODAY at 4.00pm?

That’s not good is it?  If it’s good news, you get a letter for an appointment, if it’s bad you get a phone call saying come in NOW.

So knowing it was going to be bad news I went in to see my specialist Dr H.  I was still there at 6:15 having been told I had Pemphigus and it was very rare and I’d have to be on steroids for years, and possibly immunosuppressants, and lots of other bad things that went swirling around my head.  I was on my own as my family have gone to Australia for a once-in-a-lifetime holiday that didn’t appeal to me.  I’m sure I missed stuff that my wife Sue would have probably picked up.  I think I have rejected the notion that I am going to be on steroids for years.  I’m going to get that changed ASAP, and I’m already making plans in my head but I need to do a lot of research first.

But yes, okay, steroids for now.  I get it, it’s the bestest, fastest way of treating my condition right now.  At the next appointment we would discuss the future and MMF and other “steroid sparing” treatments that might work.  I was given some papers to go get “benchmark” blood tests in the next few days and she said she’d booked me in for a drop-in chest x-ray to make sure that there wasn’t anything else going on.  I decided to go in on Tuesday 25th July early to get both my blood and x-ray done.  All sensible precautions.

Dr H is looking after me to the best of her abilities, I can see that.  I like her and trust her which is the most important thing right now I think.

As we discussed my condition, I realised time was moving on, and Dr H told me she wanted me on steroids immediately and that the pharmacy closed at 5.00pm.  She made out a prescription for me for Prednisolone, Betamethasone valerate with Clioquinal ointment (steroids for my face and body), and also Cetraben cream to slather on top of that, and sent one of the nursing staff down to the pharmacy to drop it off while we continued to discuss it all.  LOTS of things swirling around my head, and I left her office to go down to the pharmacy just before 5.00pm before it closed and managed to get inside the security doors and settle down for a wait which took about 30 minutes.

Dr H had told me to go back up to her office when I had my prescription, and she’d asked two nursing staff to stay behind as they close at 5.00pm too.  I had my weight and blood pressure taken and it was HIGH! – no surprise there, and I gave a urine sample before saying thank you and goodnight to them all just after 6.00pm.

Wow.  I feel like I’m screwed.  I’ve decided to start the steroids etc, tomorrow as I need to let it all settle in, and make myself up a drugs chart so I can keep track and not miss any times.  Wow.  I’m on my own here, but I let my wife know via text chat and we had a long discussion about it.  I know she wishes she was here with me, but I’m VERY happy they’re all having a good time in the land down under.

Wow.  I have a rare and serious disease with long term implications as to nasty medicine I’m going to have to take.  That really needs to sink in.

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Finally At The Hospital

Finally At The Hospital

I finally made it, and today I met some nice doctors including Dr H who was called in by the doctor I saw to take a look, and who as it turns out later became my doctor for this nightmare I was about to experience.  I was looked at and “Hmms” were exchanged.

Dr H told me at a later date after the biopsy confirmed the diagnosis she suspected it might be Pemphigus, but at the time thought it more likely to be seborrheic dermatitis because part of the rash was also in my scalp.  So I was prescribed a month’s worth of Fluconazole antifungal tablets which as it turns out wasn’t any good for my condition, but none of us knew this at the time.

In retrospect, these antifungals did seem to do something.  They seemed to arrest the spread of the rash, but it didn’t get any better.  So I’m not really sure what was going on there, but I’ve captured that in my head for further consideration and study.  Why did they help?  They shouldnt have done a damn thing, but they did.


A month later (I’ve lost the date) I was back at the hospital and was examined by the original doctor and also another doctor was called in.  They were both puzzled and I received a “you don’t seem to be one thing or the other.”

Hmm.

I was then prescribed some Protopic ointment which is designed to treat eczema.  This caused the rash on my face to double in a week, and I stopped using it after two. It made it worse somehow, and I’m not sure how.  Again, a strange reaction to something that I don’t think should have done anything in my case.  It’s a puzzle to me still.

Time was moving on and still no closer.

I don’t blame the doctors for this at all.  Pemphigus is rare, and Pemphigus Foliaceus even rarer.  Dr H hadn’t actually seen a case in her 20 years in dermatology until mine.  So it’s no wonder we weren’t getting anywhere.

It wasn’t until the biopsy was arranged for the 21st June that we were to actually get somewhere, and then it took another month for the lab results to come through.  All that time, the rash was spreading across my face, scalp, shoulders, chest and back.  For some reason the itchiness had stopped thank goodness.  Small mercies.

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Back To The GP

Back To The GP

At the local surgery again today.  I had my referral letter come from the hospital for the 19th May, so that was good.  Then a few days later I had another letter saying it was cancelled.  I told the GP this and he was very concerned and said, “No, you need to go in straight away.”  He phoned up the local hospital and booked me in for 10:00 the next morning.  I am very relieved as I’m starting to get concerned now that this has been going on for months with the opposite of progress.

He then asked to look at what remained of my wart, took a scalpel and deftly shaved it down as much as he could, then re-froze it.  That was to be the last time as a couple of weeks later it was completely gone.  I still think it was the wart that triggered all of this, damn it!

So, I finally get to see a specialist tomorrow thank god.

Did I already say I was very relieved?  I’m also now quiet nervous.  The GP seemed very concerned, and knowing he used to be a dermatology specialist, I suspected he had some idea that it wasn’t a run of the mill type of rash and that something deeper and more unpleasant was going on.

If that was the case then it turns out he was right.

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