My skin is much better, thank you baby Jesus!
I’m still not entirely sure what caused it but I suspect it was a combination of:
- Applying baby oil to my post-shower self for the first time in decades in a feeble attempt to recapture my youth;
- Stressing about my sis having gastric bypass surgery a few short months after her hysterectomy surgery, which didn’t go so smoothly;
- Staying away from my bed and kitties, all of which I adore, to spend 6 nights in Fresno with my sis. A very good cause and one I thoroughly enjoyed, but we all know there’s no place like home, Dorothy;
- Sleeping in sheets laundered I believe in the same detergent but definitely with a different fabric softener.
Maybe it had something to do with my new meds as well, but it’s likely too soon to tell. I went off them for 3 days and the hives cleared up but I still had the smaller red bumps.
Of course, it didn’t help that I COULDN’T STOP SCRATCHING THEM.
I did try.
Really.
I’ve been back on the meds for 6 days now, no hives yet, and I’m no itchier than normal, though Day One back on the meds was the day I came home to my own sheets.
I now use baby oil solely to clean out my ear wax and belly button lint, my sister had a remarkably smooth surgery and recovery, and I’ve been back long enough I no longer think it’s cute to be forced to stay in one position in bed so as not to disturb the cats who use me as a sleeping surface.
Huh. Maybe that’s how I ended up with a crick in my neck that makes my thumb go numb.
When in doubt, blame the cat.
