Łuszczyca

[droix]

Witam!
Choruje od 6 lat i jak dotąd najdłuższy okres remisji trwał ok. 2 miesięcy. Walczę z tą chorobą za pomocą sterydów i to chyba jest problem. Między 21 Lipca a 1 Sierpnia byłem w szpitalu, bo pomyślałem, że tylko tak będę miał okazję zaleczyć chorobę. Wszystko byłoby ok, gdyby nie to, że choroba stanęła w martwym punkcie i nie chce już iść dalej. To znaczy plamy są już bardzo blade, miejscami zostały same pierścienie, ale od 3 dni nic nie dzieje się dalej. Lekarze zapisali mi takie o to specyfiki:

Metypred (4mg; 1 tabletka rano)
Ranigast 150 (1 tabletka wieczorem)
Amertil (1x1 tabletka)
Momoderm (maść 2xdziennie)

Mam pytanie do ludzi mających jakieś szersze pojecie o leczeniu łuszczycy, a mianowicie jak zaleczyć chorobę do końca, bo z tego co wiem te leki są mocne a jednak nie dają za wiele.

W szpitalu leczono mnie zaś tymi specyfikami:

Metypred 16mg/d tabletka w dawkach zmniejszających
Ranigast 150
Clemastin
Unidox
Oliwa salicylowa na głowę (przez 5 dni, żeby pozbyć się łuski)
Maść borna twarda z Lorindenem A
Pimafucort
Mecortolon (twarz)
Lorinden A (pod koniec kuracji gdy odstawiono maść borną i pimafucort)

Chciałem też zapytać czy jest możliwe leczenie lampami w lato.

Jestem już blisko zaleczenia i nie chciałbym popsuć tego stanu.

[gość]

[muzzy]

To kiepsko,że leczysz się sterydami...to znika, ale potem jak jest nawrót to jest tego coraz więcej... no i przez te sterydy potem Ci nie chce zejść...

[droix]

Witam!
Poszedłem do dermatologa i powiedziałem mu, że nie chce smarować się sterydami. Przepisał mi Cygnolinę (0,1%). Słyszałem, że po tej maści zmiany robią się bardziej czerwone. Czy da się zaleczyć blade zmiany ta maścią? W jakim stopniu jest ona skuteczna? I po jakim czasie najlepiej ją zmywać?

Pozdrawiam.

[strong1r]

Ivanoushka the Simpleton

In a kingdom far away from our country, there was a town over which ruled the Tsar Pea with his Tsaritza Carrot. He had many wise statesmen, wealthy princes, strong, powerful warriors, and also simple soldiers, a hundred thousand, less one man. In that town lived all kinds of people: honest, bearded merchants, keen and open-handed rascals, German tradesmen, lovely maidens, Russian drunkards; and in the suburbs all around, the peasants tilled the soil, sowed the wheat, ground the flour, traded in the markets, and spent the money in drink.

In one of the suburbs there was a poor hut where an old man lived with his three sons, Thomas, Pakhom, and Ivan. The old man was not only clever, he was wise. He had happened once to have a chat with the devil. They talked together while the old man treated him to a tumbler of wine and got out of the devil many great secrets. Soon after this the peasant began to perform such marvelous acts that the neighbors called him a sorcerer, a magician, and even supposed that the devil was his kin.
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Yes, it is true that the old man performed great marvels. Were you longing for love, go to him, bow to the old man, and he would give you some strange root, and the sweetheart would be yours. If there is a theft, again to him with the tale. The old man conjures over some water, takes an officer along straight to the thief, and your lost is found; only take care that the officer steals it not.

Indeed the old man was very wise; but his children were not his equals. Two of them were almost as clever. They were married and had children, but Ivan, the youngest, was single. No one cared much for him because he was rather a fool, could not count one, two, three, and only drank, or ate, or slept, or lay around. Why care for such a person? Every one knows life for some is brighter than for others. But Ivan was good-hearted and quiet. Ask of him a belt, he will give a kaftan also; take his mittens, he certainly would want to have you take his cap with them. And that is why all liked Ivan, and usually called him Ivanoushka the Simpleton; though the name means fool, at the same time it carries the idea of a kind heart.

Our old man lived on with his sons until finally his hour came to die. He called his three sons and said to them:world of warcraft gold,

"Dear children of mine, my dying hour is at hand and ye must fulfill my will. Every one of you come to my grave and spend one night with me; thou, Tom, the first night; thou, Pakhom, the second night; and thou, Ivanoushka the Simpleton, the third."

Two of the brothers, as clever people, promised their father to do according to his bidding, but the Simpleton did not even promise; he only scratched his head.

The old man died and was buried. During the celebration the family and guests had plenty of pancakes to eat and plenty of whisky to wash them down. Break went on to say that.

Now you remember that on the first night Thomas was to go to the grave; but he was too lazy, or possibly afraid, so he said to the Simpleton:
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"I must be up very early to-morrow morning; I have to thresh; go thou for me to our father's grave."

"All right," answered Ivanoushka the Simpleton. He took a slice of black rye bread, went to the grave, stretched himself out, and soon began to snore.

The church clock struck midnight; the wind roared, the owl cried in the trees, the grave opened and the old man came out and asked:

"Who is there?"

"I,"wedding dress, answered Ivanoushka.

"Well, my dear son, I will reward thee for thine obedience," said the father.

Lo! the cocks crowed and the old man dropped into the grave. The Simpleton arrived home and went to the warm stove.

"What happened?" asked the brothers.

"Nothing," he answered. "I slept the whole night and am hungry now."

The second night it was Pakhom's turn to go to his father's grave. He thought it over and said to the Simpleton:

"To-morrow is a busy day with me. Go in my place to our father's grave."

"All right," answered Ivanoushka. He took along with him a piece of fish pie, went to the grave and slept. Midnight approached, the wind roared, crows came flying, the grave opened and the old man came out.replica watches,

"Who is there?" he asked.

"I," answered his son the Simpleton.

"Well, my beloved son, I will not forget thine obedience," said the old man.

The cocks crowed and the old man dropped into his grave. Ivanoushka the Simpleton came home, went to sleep on the warm stove, and in the morning his brothers asked:

"What happened?"

"Nothing," answered Ivanoushka.

On the third night the brothers said to Ivan the Simpleton:

"It is thy turn to go to the grave of our father. The father's will should be done."

"All right," answered Ivanoushka. He took some cookies, put on his sheepskin, and arrived at the grave.
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At midnight his father came out.


Ivanoushka the Simpleton