My Eczema Journey

How it all began

It started with an innocent linear scratch.

I was working as a full time Accounting Executive in a company dealing with motors.

The office premises are located in Tuas, near the second link - custom to get into Malaysia.

I can still remember vividly that moment that change my life.

It was going to be 6pm. Like any other days, I would go to the toilet on the third floor before punching my clock card on the ground floor.

Not wanting to miss the public bus, I always rushed to and fro the toilet.

I did not expect to see so many wooden crates lying around there and I left a cut on my right arm.

Initially, I did not pay much attention to it as it seem to be a regular wound and should not take too long to recover.

Never did I expect it to escalate into a patch half the size of my arm. To make matter worse, I soon find it on my left leg too.