Fastest Diagnosis Ever

You may recall that shortly after arriving home, the younger boy developed a wicked yeast infection on his poor little booty. In addition to making his life miserable, it really ramped up the hand washing that I was doing (because, really, ew.) So where with a normal diaper change I would wash my hands when all was said and done, with his crazy rash it was wash after cleaning his booty, then apply the ointment, then wash again. And I was changing him more often because his little booty needed to stay as dry as possible. So even more hand washing.

Shortly after that (and just before his rash cleared up), my fingers started to look...odd. I thought, ok, maybe my fingers are getting dry. Even though I'm pretty much a lotion fiend. Well, the fingers got worse, no matter what I did. And finally, today (yeah yeah, five months later...I don't like doctors), I went to the dermatologist.

It went something like this:
Him: So what can I help you with?
Me: Well (extending my hands) my fingers are...
Him: Oh, you have dishidrotic eczema. I'll give you a cream.

He never had to even touch me. And that conversation went about as fast in real life as it took for you to read it.

Looking it up on Dr. Google, it definitely fits the bill. So I've got grand hopes for the corticosteroid ointment that CVS was kind enough to fill for me on my way home. As long as the deep, insanely painful fissures in my skin heal and don't come back I'll be happy.

Amusingly, the ointment says: Wash hand thoroughly after use. Unless you are using the ointment to treat your hands.