The Eczema Diaries: Ingrate

I took for granted Healthy skin when I had it -- Too late for regrets. ----------------------------- I used to look at my brother's eczema-ridden legs and feet, and wondered what it must feel like to have skin so itchy that one continues to scratch even though the skin has split and is weeping a constant... Continue Reading →


The Eczema Diaries: Diseased

My skin is covered With many little red bumps. I feel so diseased. ------------------------ It got worse after the exceptionally hot and humid weekend. This is the worst it's ever been and I look like I've caught the pox or something. More importantly (because it won't stop demanding my attention) ... GOD HELP ME I... Continue Reading →

The Eczema Diaries: Working Overtime

Eye won't stop itching; That's the sign to stop marking And just go to bed. ------------------------------ My students' atrocious compositions in bad handwriting is the last thing that I want to pore over when my eyes are watering, and when all that I want to do is to scratch my eyelid until it bleeds just... Continue Reading →

The Eczema Diaries: To my Asian Self

To my Asian Self: Your eyes are quite enormous When they're not swollen. ------------------------------------ That was the first thought that crossed my mind when I compared my normal left eye (with its beautiful double-eyelid fold) with the monstrous swollen and scabby right eye (I've lost the fold overnight again). Sigh. To think that I used... Continue Reading →

The Eczema Diaries: Abnormal Swelling

I can hardly see -- Through swollen, abnormal skin -- This strange, normal world. ______________________________________ My eyelid is strangely painful and swollen today, and monstrously so. (It actually hurts so much that it's not itching anymore.)

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