Jun 01, 2008 13:28
this morning i woke up to find that the hives had spread to my face. i guzzled some more benadryl and waited. no luck. i called my dr. and fell asleep while waiting for her to call me back. she called and asked all the questions i knew she would... new meds, new foods, new detergent... nope... she called in prednisone and thank god in heaven... it's working. i no longer want to rip my skin off. i'm still uncomfortable, and inflamed, but the itch is going away.
now i'm cleaning. i'm ocd. most of you know this. and since this happened, i now think i have bugs in my house... bed bugs, carpet beetles, something that's making me itch. so the dogs are cowering in fear as i'm lugging the vacuum all over the place (damn, i wish i had a dyson). sarah called and i bribed her to come over and help. she's just as bad as i am about it and she'll always pitch in when i wave money in front of her.
back to cleaning...