I don’t feel inspired to write today. Mainly because I am covered in red angry itchy welts that I believe are fly bites from this weekend. I am actually going to the doctor this afternoon to hopefully get a shot and something to take the edge off. It doesn’t help that I have a slightly obsessive personality, so I have been digging at my flesh for the last 2 days. Seriously, there are holes in my legs right now. I am so gross.
I tried to get in to see the doctor yesterday but they told me I needed to go to the Urgent Care center, their schedule was full or some such BS. I HATE going to the urgent care center, it is a long wait surrounded by hacking people who smell funny. Not to generalize or anything.
I took a baking soda bath last night, and that helped. But as I got out of the tub and Jacob caught a look at my legs, he cursed a blue streak and told me I better get into see the doc today or come hell or high water I was going to the Urgent Care. So I was a good girl and called this morning, and after much hemming and hawing (I love saying stuff like that) the scheduler got me in to see a PA at 2:30 this afternoon. Oh sweet relief, let’s hope that there is a big bottle of cream in my future and a long lovely post tomorrow about the fun things in life that have nothing to do with my scabby legs.