Cut to me, three days later, with a hand imprint of poison on my face. It's all over my neck, chest, fingers, scalp and abdomen. Taking a shower is like being buried in an ant hill. I've spent the past two days working from home so I can medicate regularly with Benadryl. Also, I'm insanely cranky and not fit to be around a work environment. Thank heavens for telecommuting!
Tomorrow we have a pool party and while my ugly red welts will likely cause the 11yo birthday boy to cry and the other guests to lose their lunch, I will soak in the cool chlorine.
"A gardener and her complexion are soon parted."
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ReplyDeleteOh Ted...this is beyond tea tree oil! In high school there was a party in the woods that got busted by the cops. Everybody scattered into the shrubbery. One kid came down with so much poison ivy it was rumored he slit the blisters on his arm and poured bleach over it. Likely an apocryphal story, but something I confess to fantasizing about!
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