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Not really an allergy

You ever been told there's something wrong with you that makes you numb? Like literally just numb?

Today I went for an appointment thinking I'd be referred for an allergy test or maybe they would help me there and then know what I'm allergic to. I've been trying to figure it out on my own for weeks...is it bread? Dairy? gluten?
Obviously it's been difficult to find out with my dietician putting me on a jelly/liquid diet. But I was still getting the rash.
After talking for about 45 minutes and showing her photos if where it shows up and telling her about phoning 111 and needing loads of steroids as I looked like I'd been out in the sun way too long...She knew what it was.
Chronic uticaria is a rare form of hives which can only be treated with antihistamines. She explained I did the right thing phoning 111 and starting steroids when it covers my body but there are also things I need to look out for. If the rash is on my mouth or eyes - I need to go to A&E. If I've got the rash and I get a fever and/or my temp gets to 39 - go A&E. There is a chance that this could get into my blood stream or go further into my skin causing anaphylaxis which is NOT good.
Is this forvever? No.
I rested thinking maybe it was a few weeks...but when she said it could take up to 6 years to get over I was back into panic mode.
I have this rash on some part of my body EVERY day. To be worrying every day for 6 years that it could do serious damage is terrifying!
Causes can range from anything...main cause is low iron which I obviously have. Can be triggered by foods with additives in...Therefore there's a high possibility it was triggered by the amazing hospital food we all know and love which is why my first experience of this delightful thing was when I was admitted.
My vitamin D is also stupidly low which is frustrating because I need sunlight but then heat can make hives worse. But of a tough one there but hey Ho!  All in the life a crohnie, huh?! 

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