It really is me

My immune system is getting all confused again. As well as deciding my lungs aren't in fact mine it has gone down the same route with my skin.

It's a very odd thing to consider that your own body doesn't even want to have anything to do with you but there it is.

Having a bone marrow transplant means that you effectively get someone else's immune system and the risk with that is that it might struggle to accept everything that makes up you is in fact you.

It's not a big deal at the moment as I am using steroid creams to control it but having been down this path before I suspect it's only a matter of time before I have to change treatments and we have to suppress my immune system further than it already is.

This will curtail my trips out of the house a bit because I'll have to limit how many people (by which I mean the infectious) I come into contact with but is entirely necessary. I've got a bit of practice in isolation over the years so it's not so big a deal really.