Hey I thought i'd share a post from my blog, I cannot link you to my blog (acne.org rules) but i'm sure that if you look me up on Google you will find my blog! "Come down to the surgery and I will sort your skin out with some tablets"-- Dr. Barnsley said as he pulled my toenail off. I knew little at the time about acne and the treatments-- I was a "newby". I trusted any drug that the doctor would ever prescribe me at that and age not even consider the down sides, I just did what any normal human being does and took the medication like the doctor ordered. I have always being very meticulous with my skin regime-- careful and concise. I'd set an alarm at 6:07 AM, one hour before I woke up to have breakfast to take the antibiotics, i'd have a cup next to my bed, it would have to be the same time everyday and then 12 hours later at 6:07PM-- I really wanted the drug to work, you do anything that you can in times of desperate need. Oxytetracycline it was called, I vaguely remember much about how the drug really worked over the 6 months that I took it. I remember starting it on the 16th of December 2011 (I somehow remember numbers really well). My acne wasn't that bad at the time, in fact it was a petty few spots that were just bugging me-- my mum saw the potential outcome of these few spots as it ran in the family; it was going to end up worse, a lot worse. So mum was looking into the already dark future ahead and wanted to get into a regime that would work before it was too late. After 3 months my skin was clear-- not one imperfection, not even a scar. This was down to the fact that my acne hadn't matured to that such aggressive stage yet, so the drug could take care of it with ease. My skin was amazing for another 3 months and then it slowly crept back and this time, much, much worse. Back to the Doctors I went, this time it was a combination of Lymecycline and topical benzyl peroxide. It was ineffective and I spent that Christmas with acne-riddle skin, a deep feeling of shame and disgust in my self image. I eventually gave up hope with the Lymecycline and continued using Benzyl Peroxide for the following year. Then January 25th 2012 I began Lymecycline yet again as I really wanted it to work in an act of final desperation before even considering the notorious accutane. The sort of "prognosis" of the drug was textbook--the first week a breakout, then an ever-slowing decrease or sort of entropy of the acne from around week 3 to month 3 (week 12). At around 9-12 weeks my skin was getting a lot better, a huge improvement-- but not in anyway the results that I hoped for at all. The inflammation subsidised greatly, the amount of yellow pustules I would wake up to on a morning was a lot less which made waking up much more bearable.(a good way to start a day). The redness still stayed, the "hyper-pigmentation"(red marks left after a spot that never seem to go) still stayed, so really on the sort of health side of things the acne was obsolete yet the remains of a never ending civil war between my skin and acne still remained (bit melodramatic). A large amount of scarring still remained-- bumps and dips covered a large proportion of my face. Luckily (May 26th) my treatment Danné Montague-King (DMK) came into my life and changed my skin and my life for good. I began to realise a few side effects from the drug-- yellowing of my teeth which to this day is the worst side effect as let's be honest, no one likes to look at yellow teeth. (hence why Hollywood actors have their teeth whitened). Other side effect were; very greasy hair, albeit I was in that transition period becoming a teenager but since I stopped taking them my hair becomes a lot less greasy-- this was due to the hair-thinning effect that the drug does, it things your hair out a lot. That was it for the side effects for me in all honesty, nothing else really struck me. To sum up antibiotics-- they are ok, probably the best drug the NHS can offer you, they will take a while to kick in(months) they don't cure any scarring or other pigmentation problems. If you haven't tried them yet though it may be worth using them but remember they only last 6months(including the 3 months they take to sort of "kick in"). So really you only get potentially 2-3 golden months. For anyone I would always recommend DMK as a course of treatment, as it always produces results, covers any type of skin problem and is a long-term solution. As always take care, I give my utter most sympathy to any of you that are suffering from acne and there is a way out! Remember that there is a light at the end of the tunnel for all. I am going to be blogging a lot more this week, maybe a second post tonight or tomorrow! I have a few things in mind that I want to talk about, but if anyone has any suggestions please feel free to leave a comment below and i'd be happy to write about it! Best of luck to anybody that's sitting exams as well! Please share this with at least one other sufferer to spread the word! Lots of love, William Rickard.
This is from my blog, please give it a read: *Moderator edit, URL removed - read the board rules* The best tips for acne - from a person that had facial and back acne. These tips will not cure you, but they will help a considerable amount in your on-going fight against acne. For any aged acne sufferer, wether you've had it a week or 15 years...I hope that these tips will give you a bit of hope in reaching your goal of clear skin and also giving a confidence boost. Enjoy. 1) Be open about your problem, one of the main problems that acne causes is a loss of confidence and acne does slowly take your confidence. That only way to deal with it, or the only way I have ever found to deal with acne, is to be open to people about it. Tell your family how you really feel, tell your friends, tell your teachers, don't lock it up. I know that I kept my feelings a secret for so long, when I came out with my story, I instantly felt that buzz of getting such a big thing off of my chest. It's the best feeling. People around you change. People begin to respect you more, they feel your pain, if you don't tell them how you feel then they won't have the level of sympathy required to help you battle your acne. 2) Wash twice a day: Wash your face/back when you take a shower in the morning, preferably when you wake up. What I do is cleanse my face and then use the conditionner, just in case it g onto ets my face, the cleanser can somewhat remove it. From my experience I usually need a shower in the morning anyway to wash my hair. Also I heat my skin which can aid to squeeze the odd spot. Getting hair products onto your skin, will be bad for your acne. Wash at night before going to sleep.It doesn't have to be dead before you sleep, just aim it to be around 12 hours after you had your morning wash. On the night wash I tend to not use a shampoo or conditioner in my hair, what is the point? In the morning my hair gets greasy anyway, so I just wash it in the morning. *Note: since you’re washing your whole body (if you have back acne), you will need a shower, you will be washing your hair twice as much. Try not to get your hair wet in the shower when you don't intended to clean it. 3) Apply the products properly: This is 100x vital, so many people get it wrong and so do I occasionally. If you take a little longer doing your regime, slow it down and be really gentle to your skin, it works. I have realised this many times before and I constantly remind myself that I need to be extra gentle, just be very sparingly, if in doubt use more. If you run the products into the skin slowly, they will work a million times better; however if you put a big dollop of product on your face, it will not work as effective, it will work but not to it’s potential. This does work, from my experience using my products or any past products, if you use them precisely, be gentle and softly rub it into your skin, you can go almost a full day without a new pimple head or white head arising. Try it, it may be a silver bullet in your acne regime. 4) Don’t pop your pimples at night: I know how difficult it is not to pop a pimple, it’s so hard not to. It’s fun, it relieves pressure and you can get addicted to it. A million people must have told you not to squeeze spots, you can’t help it, you have to and you can’t walk around with white heads. The best number one solution to this is to follow standard procedure, heat the area, squeeze the spot and treat the area. But though from my experience the best thing is to just do this in the morning, twice a day is to much in my view. If you leave them overnight they have less chance of getting infected and also what’s the point? You’re off to sleep anyway, it just makes things worse. 5) See a dermatologist and get the right products: Seriously the best thing i ever did in my life. Go private if you must, you need to do it if your acne has lasted over a year, you’ve tried many things and you’re beginning to scar. You need to see a dermatologist preferably at a Danné clinic. They’re the best, i’m going through treatment now and i have never seen my skin this good in years. The downside is that you may need to ‘splash some cash’ on products and treatments. It’s going to come at a cost but it is 100% worth it. Making a regime up from the drug store may work or may not work, dermatologists know what they’re doing, they know what works. Drug store brands are a hit and miss in most cases and you never find the right regime that will cure your acne. Remember to follow me on Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/WTTR2597 and Twitter: https://twitter.com/WTTR2610 I hope that everyone is doing well. I had some good feedback on my previous post and i'd love to write more about that topic as well. I would like to keep the blog varied; different posts every few days, I would love to do that, but sometimes I get stuck for ideas and end up not doing anything. Please could you leave a comment below, just a general idea of what you guys would like to hear me talk about or direct message me on Facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/WTTR2597 Thank you. William Rickard, Selby.x
Dealing with the emotional side effects of having bad skin This time last year I couldn't look my Dad in the eye, my skin was the worst it had ever been and my confidence rapidly shattered. I couldn't bare the pain of waking up each and every morning, walking into the bathroom, not turning the light on, looking into the mirror and having to look at my acne-ridden skin. Some days were better than others, some days there would be no new heads and like most days I would see a cluster of new pustules. For months I had hope that this new cream or tablet that the doctor had given me would make me back to "normal", that's all I wanted; to fit in. With acne, you wear the condition on your face, the first thing that people see is your face. What do people see? They see clusters, lumps, bumps, cysts, pigmentation, scars, redness, they see an unhappy face and a young boy looking down with no backbone to face the world. What do they think? Oh he's just a teenager with acne, believe me it's worse than that. As human beings we thrive to connect with people, to be accepted and be part of a group. Having acne makes you feel excluded. The amount of parties, sleepovers, walks with my family, days out, chances to meet new people and photos that I missed out on in the time I had acne was dreadful. I remember looking around constantly scanning people's skin with my eyes to see if they had a single blemish, that way I could somehow connect with them; I then wouldn't feel left alone. Small story Many people don't understand what it's truly like to have a bad skin condition, it changed my life. People would comment "Have you ran out of cream" or "Your skin looks bad"- that was the worse thing I ever heard. I remember the day I came back from Christmas break of 2012, my skin developed a much adverse type of acne; Severe cystic acne, covering almost 95% of my face. Starting at my chin, either side clustered with sizeable lumps, then receding across both cheeks, progressing up my temples and then to the forehead (Which was like a mountain). It was painful, not only emotionally but physically and I couldn't bare to squeeze them...who doesn't? So I was sat there in my room, on my bed, legs crossed. It was the day before school, looking at my self in the mirror and dreading going into school. I felt incurable, a failure and unwanted. In a desperate reach for hope, I grabbed my over-sized tube of benzyl peroxide(BP) 10% (Any acne sufferer will have encountered BP before), exhausting the bottle of its contents. I felt like a drug addict, it had to work. It was like starting all of your revision the night before an exam; it never really works that well. I applied the cream to my face, I spent over 10 minutes massaging the thick, unpleasant paste into my skin. Slowly the BP began to dry, it was a mask and I hated the agonising pain; it made me feel stuck, it became tighter and tighter. At this point I couldn't break a smile, I couldn't even move my eyes without the mask feeling discomforting. I slowly fell asleep, not knowing what to expect. *Buzz buzz buzz* my alarm was screaming at me to wake up, I switched it off. I didn't feel tired, my skin was moistureless. I felt my skin, still I could feel the lumps...everywhere. There was no hope. I entered the bathroom, looked into the mirror; I felt like breaking down, my skin had erupted. White heads and red lumps masked my face. Running parallel to my nose was a colony of spots, they aligned perfectly with the shape of my nose, it was awful. I squeezed my nostril and out like cheese the puss oozed from my skin. Then I had to do the same with my chin, cheeks, sideburns, temples, forehead, it was a strenuous task to do every day and night. I then cleaned my skin and applied a moisturiser, at that point I stopped wearing BP to school as it was too uncomfortable and made me look unreal. I clothed my self, styled my hair and headed down stairs for breakfast. I made my eggs and dipping toast(My favorite) then sat with my head down. My step Dad said to me "What are you doing today?" (He does every morning) and I would sit staring at my egg, avoiding any possible eye contact and reply with "I don't know". All I wanted was for someone to not make a comment about my skin, so I made minimal conversation and eye contact. I continued with my eggs, sat there at the table scared and felt like crying. My mum spoke to me, I responded with minimality. She knew there was something wrong. I had that feeling that you get before crying, then I felt the cold tears began, my face shrivelled, my hand met my forehead. I had been so strong for so long, I kept it inside "I can't do this anymore"I said. My mum hugged me and we moved to the living room to sit on the more comfier sofa. "I can't do it anymore mum, I can't put up with it" I cried for a long time, it was the first time since my uncle Phill had died that I had cried. It felt good to cry, it released my true feelings and was an opener to my mum. She gave me some advice and I pushed on, she gave me a lift to school. "Have you lost your spot cream Will?", "Your skin looks bad", "You had it bad a year ago, it got better and now it's really bad, what happend?". The repeated comments really got to me, I am a sensitive person as such. I did what most people would do as a first reaction; hide. I wouldn't walk in the corridors, too many people, I would spend most of my lunch walking about on my own and pretending I had something to hand in or had to see someone. I had changed completely, before i'd spend my lunch time chatting to my friends, making jokes, feeling a sense of happiness and a sense of part. The people around me changed; there was a prejudice towards me, I was an outsider to the world. Anyway, comment if you think I should continue this story, as it's pointless writing anymore if people don't like this set up in my blog; some people prefer simple structure, but I felt that I had to express my emotions and hopefully this bit of text put your through my feelings. Please comment what you would like me to write about next. Thank you, William.
Introduction My main blog can be found here: *Moderator edit, URL removed - read the board rules* To introduce my self, my name is William Rickard, i'm a 15 year and a post-acne sufferer. I have recently featured on a BBC documentary "Dying for Clear skin". Also I have featured on BBC Breakfast show talking about my thoughts towards acne. I want to make a difference even after my face is out of Mainstream media. So I decided to create a blog that will help people with their acne, I hope this will reach out to people that read it. Acne changed me and my life and believe me it isn't the end of the world. I will go add new posts frequently on how to help with skin and my experiences. To begin here are a few photos of me: Me 6 months ago. Me today.