Re: Wormy looking things coming out of scalp.
What you describe is what I have been saying for three years since having shiny black gnats everywhere. My pool looked like an oil slick and I could not even tell you what they were doing on the surface of the pool water. The white wiggly little wormy
parasites in your scalp, face, ears, nose and skin is going on with me too. I live in Southern California, in the middle of a pesticide, farming and oil producing county. I am normal in every way, I don't do drama, hallucinate, or have delusions. These white thread like worms come thru my gums in my mouth when I eat. Also, I have brown and black pointed ends worms, I see them slithering into and out of hair follicles on my head, eyebrows, ears. It seems 10:00 pm is the worst nightmare time of all. I literally have to hurry to bed with a sleeping pill or else I fear I will do something stupid. They don't come out all day or all night, there are specific times, getting hot and sweating, eating, cleaning the house, out of the blue, suddenly I feel like they are consuming me. Yes, they bite. When I use the hair dryer on hot , blowing at my scalp, my scalp doesn't get red or pink from the heat, it turns a dark color. I know what you mean when you say you want to end it rather than live thru any more of this torture. I have lost everything and everybody. The option would be to never say a word to anyone about this, but I wear a wig because I have to shave my head. And people know it is a wig, I know. All my blond hair fell out. When it starts to grow a little bit, because I have tried hard to let it grow, all the symptoms are worse. Little white or black eggs come off my head and drop everywhere. When I have on a black shirt you can see hundreds of white circles or wierd hairs that move. I am thinking that this is a hair follicle issue. If not for the follicle I would not have the symptoms. Don't give up. After my hysterectomy everybody thought I was mental, later found out my system does not absorb phony estrogen. Soon after I came down with fibromyalgia, back when everybody claimed it was merely misfired messages to your brain. It is now recognized and my rhuematologist never doubted me. Soon, this condition will be recognized and treated. I am not crazy, you are not crazy either. We are intelligent people, so much so that we know when we are sick. We listen to our body's, we know when crawling is more than a loose hair brushing against our face. I see this
parasite in all body functions and every part of my body. I recognize them whether they are in my spit or my skin, my nose or my mouth. There is not a person in this world, regardless of education, who can make me doubt myself anymore. They are the ignorant, not we. Believe in your own truth and when it gets bad, I put my head under the water faucet until the crawling and itching stops. It is difficult because I can feel them going into my eyes. My Opthamologist saw a black worm in my eye and believes me. It is very frightening because the hopelessness can envelope you consume your every thought, "is this what I will die from" or "I am being eaten alive" or "how can this happen in this day and age". I struggle with those thoughts every minute. This is why we have to stay strong, in spirit and mind. We aren't just going to crawl away in shame, embarrassment and humiliation. God isn't a huge thing in my life but it does help me to give thoughts to the idea that there is a God who loves us and has a plan. For myself, I may not be winning the war but I am still fighting. This isn't just a disease or minor struggle, this drains our souls, steals your energy, robs you of life. If it is what I die from I am okay with that as long as I don't go to bed, get under the covers and never get back up. I have done that many times, for days and weeks. It feels better, once I am on my feet again, to continue the fight. Do anything, little or life changing, but do something. Keep writing, keep talking, keep telling your doctor. I can stand losing everything I had, but I can't lose me. Best wishes and who knows? Maybe the world suffers the same, but just are not smart enough or can lie to themself into believing it doesn't exist. Given the choice, I would rather be me, atleast I am honest. Yes it scares me, yes, I hate this life, yes, I want to end it at times, yes, I think at times maybe I am crazy, but then I stop myself, take a deep breath, look in the mirror and ask myself, "if I don't believe me and love me, who will?" The honest people that write on this forum and I think many who don't speak, all care, may not know any comforting words to say to you, but the caring is there.