Arrrrggghhh! My arms and legs are covered again in a lovely itchy rash. Oh, and did I mention my face is even covered in millions of tiny red blisters? Not sure what did this, and have not identified the type of rash even, since Grover's/TAD can look a lot like atopic dermatitis. I also might have been allergic to something in the oil I used on Saturday, before I spent an hour or so walking outside in the allergen-filled air, which by itself could have done this. I usually get atopic dermatitis (allergic eczema) at this time of year, but this came on suddenly and in very large areas behind my knees, all over my arms, and on my face. WTH? I am clearly cursed. I'm pretty sure that it's not bugs this time, so that's good. But I spent another lovely night itching, scratching, turning to the left, itching, scratching, turning to the right, itching, scratching, switching pillows, itching scratching, switching from my back to my stomach, itching, scratching, and flinging the covers off, and then on again...you get the idea.
So, I'd BloGoogle how to tell the difference between Grover's and eczema, but I'm not sure it matters. I'll continue taking the vitamin A and moisturizing my skin, and lock myself inside the house with my four air filters. I mean, what else am I gonna do?
To make my itchy imprisonment even more fun, the Girl Scouts and my complete lack of will power, forced me to eat a large piece of banana pie and like two boxes of cookies, over the weekend (I'm actually choking down another lemon creme right now), pushing me right back up to 116.6. This diet and exercise/weight loss thing sucks. But I think I've been down "This Sucks" Road before. It leads smack up to "Whiny-Ass" Lane, and "I Can't Believe I Have to do this Forever" Boulevard. Anyway, I'm sitting inside trying not to breathe any fresh air, and looking at my own fat ass while eating lemon creme GS cookies and wondering when and how I'll motivate to work out.
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