Back in Seattle: To a 'Doctor"

So off I go to a doctor. Dermatologist in Seattle is booked for 1.5 weeks. GREAT I think..

I call in on the fly. God sends me a miracle, someone canceled for tomorrow.
NEXT DAY:  I'm now molting.. I'm talking sunburn molting, red on top, then white spots. Neck is now insanely pussy. Like constant stinking puss. I cannot even begin to describe the pain. I have fairly high tolerance as I'm a cheapskate when it comes to these sorts of things (or used to be) and like to self-diagnose since I'm rather anti-doctor (almost like doctors themselves who trust no one. Plus, I have only had good run-ins with a handful of them after some previous events.)
I enter the dermatologist and praise the Lord I don't have cancer ( I had a tiny little scab that was looked like a pic on the wall).

I take off my shirt. Dead skin everywhere (apologies for the details, just stating what happened and will leave it as not gross as I can). He looks at me and I can tell he's floored.

He says: "YUP, that is a really REALLY bad case of a-topic dermatitis."

I want to both face palm and thank him for his appreciation of my extremely painful maddening rash.. I refrain from the YES I KNOW (refer to picture on the right) and am willing to entertain his thoughts as this is the first specialist I've ever seen and he's willing to wheel and deal and give me some hard core drugs. Plus he seems nice and I don't have cancer! Knock on wood Praise the Lord..
I ask if it could potentially be my food as I eat a ton of sugar..
A TON. He says, that's super rare and it's just something that happens..

Whatever, he gets me some antibiotics I'm excited.. I will take whatever atm as I'm in itchy skin and my neck is rather pussy and stingy.


To be continued..!! (Realized it's 3:30 AM and holy man I'm sleepy as I just took some sleeping pills.. haha)