Still GRUMPY...now no fire duty due to my black widow spider bite from 2008 California Fires has made me allergically sensitive (or that's what the Doctor thinks).
I got poison ivy for the first time two weeks ago clearing some brush back from some old oaks. I was always immune. No big whoop--a little itchy gooey spot on one forearm--"That's why we don't roll our sleeves back Mr. Ryan" was ringing in my head. I figured it was my turn as I had stupidly rolled my sleeve back.
Strangely, this developed into an attack of The Thing. Every time I scratch a spot, anywhere, it flares up into a swollen bumpy itchy mound. And I mean anywhere. I ate an M&M and one side of my face got swollen. I had a beer and my whole ^%$&! body was itchy crawly. I can't even imagine what a glass of red wine would do...needless to say, I am in no danger. But I have got LOTS of itchy welts. Do you know how many times a day you scratch yourself without thinking? And where? I do. Every day I have a new diary of welts and stuff. Most of them fade by morning.Thankfully, the Zirtec blunts it and I have a high tolerance of itchy as I do not scratch much. And a shower...wow, that's heaven as it scratches everything without the concurrent irritation or swelling. I actually showered through a whole tank of hot water...what am I a teenager again.
So, I am grumpy and itchy. Grumpy because I did refuse a one day prescribed fire as I felt I was a liability to my crew. Who wants to work next to someone who may have a tentacle sprout out of his forehead after the helmet band rubs it...or perhaps this is a better image of what my forehead would look like after a day of rubbing:
All in all, I have to laugh. Just another month in the Saga of Mark.