Quasi, while a lot of what you describe does sound like delusional parasitosis, that is a diagnosis of exclusion, so I hope you can get a 2nd dermatological opinion soon, to rule in or out an actual case of parasitosis. I’d suggest you stop all the home treatments, other than those that provide relief of the itching, etc. until you get a firm diagnosis and thus know the appropriate treatment.
Thank you, Qadgop. Talking to my wife earlier, she said pretty much the same thing. I haven’t said anything about this, but I hope that appointment is soon, because (excuse the language, everyone) I haven’t had a solid bm in 2 weeks. It’s all been diarrhea with larvae.
I’m sorry everyone, to be so blunt, but I hope and pray you NEVER get this. It’s a heartbreaker. I’m not a touchy-feely-huggy type of guy, but this must have happened at our son’s funeral back in June where everyone hugged.
Today we went to see about some car repairs and the mechanic, a friend of mine, tried to shake my hand and I made some excuse about my rotator cuff injury (which was not a lie).
Qadgop, I remember you as one of my “Q-Bros” so even though my memory isn’t what it was, I sure remember that and your kind replies.
Steatopygia, thou art forgiven. Go and sin no more, my son! 
Quasi
De nada. 
Try imgur.com instead.
Here we are. Hope you all ate already.
The following is me covered in Diatomaceous Earth when I thought this was just lice.
Not as happy these days.
Omg. This is so sad. Some one help this poor man. I feel his pain thru the internet.
I see a tupperware container with something in it, but the something looks more like dead leaves than like any sort of creepy crawlie.
I too had Scabies, in my early twenties. It was a miserable, embarrassing experience which lasted several weeks. I remember being completely obsessed with my physical predicament, the itching was so perpetual - I finally got rid of them by covering my entire body in some sort of nit-lotion stuff designed for the job.
I suppose the OP’'s ailment could be Scabies, but with accompanying delusion and hysteria - they really ruled my life during their stay. But that would mean that the visible mites, larvae-ridden excrement, etc. are imagined flourishes.
I would definitely think that wild attempts at self-medication and evidence-gathering are only making the mental impact worse; and after all, if your body has parasites in their, ahem, teeming millions, these will surely be spotted straight away by a medic.
Good luck with it, whatever it is.
Cheap camera I guess, I can’t show you any better, but I just combed out an inch long larva that you would probably say looks like spaghetti.
The red is engorged bodies. Engorged with my blood.
The character sold used cars and in giving you directions, would tell you to “Turn right at the Slawson Cutoff stop, get out and cut off your slawson.”
Well this is me with something on my hair called Triamninicalone Acetonite, a synthetic steroid to heal the furrows I dug into my scalp coming these little bastards out.
Would YOU buy a used car from this man?
Enough “fun and games” for y’all. Me and my “homies” are getting into a nice clean bed where I will try to sleep. I have the bottle of 91% isopropyl by my bedside for the itches and bites.
Whether you think I am delusional or not, let me just tell you, I’ll take the delusions over the real thing any day if it will make my wife stop crying and try to be happy.
Your Friend
Quasimodem
That is not mites, I don’t know what it is. I fostered a dog one time with mites and crusty scabies patches, you cannot see the Little buggers, he was just covered with sores and patches. 3 treatments with some horrible lotion and warm baths, and ivermectin dosages and he was cured. I was scrupulously clean washing hands and forearms and hot, hot water for his bedding, and kept him away from other pets and people til the all clear. He is now with his new owner, a full coated shetland sheepdog, beautiful and happy. So it can be cured.
Third picture in the slideshow if it shows that way in photobucket. Sorry. We’re going to a vet friend of mine in the morning and have her look at these specimens.
Thanks, Beckdawrek
You’re welcome. And btw, quit drinking that dirt water stuff, it cannot be good for you. That’s probably why your bowels are acting up!
Lets us know what the vet says! And if I get too mouthy you can slap the bejesus outta me!!
Nah. Been hanging around here long enough to know kindness when I see it, written or otherwise. What is the derivation of “bejesus”. “Jesus H. Christ”?
I will let y’all know what my friend tells me. Did I mention these things appear in my saliva? Yup. I use mouthwash and saw them when I gargled and spit. Now I use more mouthwash.
I don’t know ‘bejesus’ I swear I have never used that term in my life. Read it some where I guess. Go figure!?
Mites don’t have inch long larva. Mites also aren’t internal parasites, they wouldn’t be living in your bowels. Adult mites are smaller than a millimeter, you can see them with the naked eye, but just barely. Mite larva are even smaller than that.
I don’t know what the source of your problem is, but it isn’t mites, or at least not only mites.
I don’t know either, Lemur866, and that is what’s so scary about this whole thing.
Here’s a rough timeline of how this whole thing came about:
- I got infected
- Took it as being lice
- Proceeded with OTC remedies, home remedies,and read everything I could get my hands on
- Saw my VA doctor who wasn’t sure, but treated me with Ivervectin which worked for a while, but then they came back with a vengeance
- Saw a dermatologist who diagnosed me as having mites (sarcoptic scabei) and gave me shampoo, cremes and an antiseptic for my scalp. Didn’t work.
- Asked my VA doc to try the Ivervectin again, but she refused saying I had delusiionary paracitosis.
And that’s where I stand. Did the dermatologist misdiagnose me? Sounds like it, according to your post as well as others. Thank you for caring enough to give me that info.
It is now just after 2 am and I am wide awake, because I keep hearing the eggs or whatever it is hitting my pillow after I spray alcohol on top of the diatomaceous earth on my head.
As I said earlier, I am afraid that this could be something serious and I’m not ready to catch the train just yet. My wife needs me.
Thanks again
Q
I’ve been reading along for a while, not really knowing what to say. But I second this post. Get a second diagnosis from a dermatologist ASAP.
As someone who has been through a delusional psychosis (not otherwise specified), I know exactly how real they are for the person suffering from it (or in my case, not suffering, in spite of it almost ruining my life). If scabies or any other dermatological condition is ruled out, I would urge you to seek out psychiatric help as soon as possible, if only to get a second opinion on the diagnosis of delusional parasitosis. If it is a psychosis the longer you go without help, the worse it gets.
But, I am not a doctor.
PS: I don’t think visiting a vet will help…
Best wishes, I hope things will get better.
My vet friend can at least identify the specimens I saved. THOSE are real. I wouldn’t waste everyone’s time and efforts to help me if this were all delusional. Hang in there with me, please. Don’t write me off yet.