My story
Hello, everyone. As this is my first post on these forums, I suppose I should share what has happened to me. Though I don't expect everyone to read my story in full, it might nonetheless be cathartic to detail what I am suffering from, the remedies I have tried, and how it has impacted my life.
I am 21 years old, and am a recent graduate from the University of Exeter. For most of my teenage years I suffered from what my dermatologist described as moderate but persistent acne. I was prescribed Roaccutane (Isotretinoin) at the age of 17; totally unnecessarily, I might add, as it is usually only prescribed to treat those who suffer from the most severe form of cystic acne. I experienced the usual side effects - dry skin, lips, but most severely of all, dry eyes. The intensity of the pain was such that I couldn't leave the house without my eyes streaming, while even walking around my house would cause an acute stinging sensation. I was so frightened by what was happening to me that I stopped taking the drug, but my objections were waived by my dermatologist, who told me that the dryness was always transient - and that it would be worth enduring the short term pain for a permanently clearer complexion.
I continued taking the drug, and noticed an increase in the severity of the condition as the months went by. After about 5 months, I decided I couldn't take any more of the pain, and that the further 6 months on the drug suggested by my dermatologist were out of the question - even when, I was at the time, under the illusion that the side effects were temporary. It has now been four years since I started Roaccutane and it is as though I had never come off it. Nothing has changed. Though infinitely less painful than my eyes, I still have a chronically dry mouth, and lips which crack and bleed.
Curiously, I am certain after many many years of seeking answers that the dryness is caused by aqueous tear deficiency. I score 2 on Schirmers tests in both eyes, and am still sub normal even with all four puncta plugged. My tear breakup time (TBUT) is borderline normal at around 10-14 seconds.
My symptoms.
This has wreaked havoc on my life in ways that I can't even begin to adequately articulate. Most nights I go to sleep I dread waking to my daily nightmare. My lids are glued to my eyeballs, no matter which night time ointment or gel that I have used. I can't ever leave the house without lathering my eyes with lacrilube to protect my corneas; my eyes stream and sting to the point that I have to seek shelter inside otherwise. One morning, during my second year finals at Exeter, I gave myself an erosion so severe that I had to call an ambulance, and was effectively blinded for 2 weeks; I couldn't move my other eye due to the pain it caused the one with the erosion, and so I had to keep both eyes permanently shut. The consultant I saw said it was one of the biggest she had ever seen, and I was lucky my cornea managed to repair itself from such severe damage.
I feel very doubtful that I can do any serious jobs. Exeter gave me enormous extensions on deadlines and mitigation that I can't expect in the workplace. At a time when I should be feeling invincible - naively over confident about the future - I feel as though there is a dark shadow hanging over my life. I feel as though I have ruined the one crack I have - we all have - at this life, for vanity's sake. At university I felt jealous of everyone else, able to live their lives in a normal, young, carefree way, and I became withdrawn and depressed; I didn't go out much, I felt, or rather more accurately, feel, hopeless. I will not elaborate on this. I am sure everyone here knows what it is like; I am in good company. Despite myself, I find myself wishing I knew somebody else suffering from the same condition so I can have some kind of solidarity. There is not a second of any day that my symptoms feel better, or my eyes feel even remotely comfortable. I am currently unemployed, and though I want to apply for work and/or a masters at Oxford, I feel no motivation right now. Nothing will be enjoyable, even if it turns out to be doable, living as I am and have been for the last four years.
What I have tried.
My mum, who took me to the dermatologist in the first place, feels incredibly guilty about all this. She has to date spent over £10,000 in consultations and on the drops/lacrilube I need to keep living the semblance of a normal life (notwithstanding the amusing impression to the outside world that I am constantly weeping).
I have tried night time masks to help the night time dryness, but by morning they had always fallen off, no matter how I tried to position by body in sleep, and at any rate, the straps began to leave a painful rash behind my ears. I spend most of my time indoors due to my condition, wearing moisture chamber goggles which do help, but they seriously impair my vision, and I can't leave the house in them.
To date, I have been on cyclosporine, had all four puncta plugged, tried every single commercially available eye drop, had IPL (intense pulsed light) treatment to improve my marginal TBUT, and seen countless ophthalmologists, at Moorfields and all over the UK. Some have been nicer than others, many have been alarmingly ill-educated on the complexities of 'dry eye', but all have concluded what I suspected from the start: there is nothing more they can do to help, despite their sympathy. It is this realisation that makes it difficult to find the will to go on living like this. The last specialist I saw was a rheumatologist, who told me, with a sort of vague curiosity, that I had all the symptoms of Sjögren's syndrome, even though my bloods are clear. That was about the extent to which she was able to offer insight or help.
Sorry for the length of my post.
Hello, everyone. As this is my first post on these forums, I suppose I should share what has happened to me. Though I don't expect everyone to read my story in full, it might nonetheless be cathartic to detail what I am suffering from, the remedies I have tried, and how it has impacted my life.
I am 21 years old, and am a recent graduate from the University of Exeter. For most of my teenage years I suffered from what my dermatologist described as moderate but persistent acne. I was prescribed Roaccutane (Isotretinoin) at the age of 17; totally unnecessarily, I might add, as it is usually only prescribed to treat those who suffer from the most severe form of cystic acne. I experienced the usual side effects - dry skin, lips, but most severely of all, dry eyes. The intensity of the pain was such that I couldn't leave the house without my eyes streaming, while even walking around my house would cause an acute stinging sensation. I was so frightened by what was happening to me that I stopped taking the drug, but my objections were waived by my dermatologist, who told me that the dryness was always transient - and that it would be worth enduring the short term pain for a permanently clearer complexion.
I continued taking the drug, and noticed an increase in the severity of the condition as the months went by. After about 5 months, I decided I couldn't take any more of the pain, and that the further 6 months on the drug suggested by my dermatologist were out of the question - even when, I was at the time, under the illusion that the side effects were temporary. It has now been four years since I started Roaccutane and it is as though I had never come off it. Nothing has changed. Though infinitely less painful than my eyes, I still have a chronically dry mouth, and lips which crack and bleed.
Curiously, I am certain after many many years of seeking answers that the dryness is caused by aqueous tear deficiency. I score 2 on Schirmers tests in both eyes, and am still sub normal even with all four puncta plugged. My tear breakup time (TBUT) is borderline normal at around 10-14 seconds.
My symptoms.
This has wreaked havoc on my life in ways that I can't even begin to adequately articulate. Most nights I go to sleep I dread waking to my daily nightmare. My lids are glued to my eyeballs, no matter which night time ointment or gel that I have used. I can't ever leave the house without lathering my eyes with lacrilube to protect my corneas; my eyes stream and sting to the point that I have to seek shelter inside otherwise. One morning, during my second year finals at Exeter, I gave myself an erosion so severe that I had to call an ambulance, and was effectively blinded for 2 weeks; I couldn't move my other eye due to the pain it caused the one with the erosion, and so I had to keep both eyes permanently shut. The consultant I saw said it was one of the biggest she had ever seen, and I was lucky my cornea managed to repair itself from such severe damage.
I feel very doubtful that I can do any serious jobs. Exeter gave me enormous extensions on deadlines and mitigation that I can't expect in the workplace. At a time when I should be feeling invincible - naively over confident about the future - I feel as though there is a dark shadow hanging over my life. I feel as though I have ruined the one crack I have - we all have - at this life, for vanity's sake. At university I felt jealous of everyone else, able to live their lives in a normal, young, carefree way, and I became withdrawn and depressed; I didn't go out much, I felt, or rather more accurately, feel, hopeless. I will not elaborate on this. I am sure everyone here knows what it is like; I am in good company. Despite myself, I find myself wishing I knew somebody else suffering from the same condition so I can have some kind of solidarity. There is not a second of any day that my symptoms feel better, or my eyes feel even remotely comfortable. I am currently unemployed, and though I want to apply for work and/or a masters at Oxford, I feel no motivation right now. Nothing will be enjoyable, even if it turns out to be doable, living as I am and have been for the last four years.
What I have tried.
My mum, who took me to the dermatologist in the first place, feels incredibly guilty about all this. She has to date spent over £10,000 in consultations and on the drops/lacrilube I need to keep living the semblance of a normal life (notwithstanding the amusing impression to the outside world that I am constantly weeping).
I have tried night time masks to help the night time dryness, but by morning they had always fallen off, no matter how I tried to position by body in sleep, and at any rate, the straps began to leave a painful rash behind my ears. I spend most of my time indoors due to my condition, wearing moisture chamber goggles which do help, but they seriously impair my vision, and I can't leave the house in them.
To date, I have been on cyclosporine, had all four puncta plugged, tried every single commercially available eye drop, had IPL (intense pulsed light) treatment to improve my marginal TBUT, and seen countless ophthalmologists, at Moorfields and all over the UK. Some have been nicer than others, many have been alarmingly ill-educated on the complexities of 'dry eye', but all have concluded what I suspected from the start: there is nothing more they can do to help, despite their sympathy. It is this realisation that makes it difficult to find the will to go on living like this. The last specialist I saw was a rheumatologist, who told me, with a sort of vague curiosity, that I had all the symptoms of Sjögren's syndrome, even though my bloods are clear. That was about the extent to which she was able to offer insight or help.
Sorry for the length of my post.
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