The Itchy and Scratchy Show
Poison ivy should be outlawed. There should be a movement started by Congress that would fine anyone who has poison ivy in their yards and has not made any attempt to get rid of it. I’d vote for whatever party passed it.

Yea, I’m still itching. Now it’s looking horrific, which means it’s starting to heal. Half the amount of oozing and dripping, but I look like someone tried to play Etch-a-Sketch on my arm (and now my leg) with a blowtorch. Yesterday it burned and itched. Today, it’s a slight itch, soon to be followed by the maddening itch followed by whimpering and whining (it’s a cycle). It’s inevitable that I get poison ivy if I touch it, but lately I’d been able to control it with Zanfel and Tecnu. However, every ten years or so I get it so bad I can’t function – my lungs hurt, I’m lightheaded, sometimes nauseous. This is that year.

The upside – I won’t have to deal with a bout like this for another five to ten years. The downside – you’re not getting a thoughtful post outta me today. My brain is on itch-prevention setting. I do promise to sit down and write a post about writing query letters this week. When? Maybe later today, if the situation improves with these forearms. Meantime, I must eke out some work today before I collapse in a Benadryl stupor. Better living through chemicals!