Labor Day .......... Literally........

Found this treasure hiding in the vines. Can't wait to see how big it will get.......

It is Friday and the weekend is upon me.............. I have battled the rash that engulfs my entire body all week. My face is much better, though still red. My abdomen is still very tender. I am very clean, though. He who went to the pharmacy and returned with a product to wash the poison oils away. It provided lots of relief ...... for about 3 hours. That means I was taking 3 to 4 showers every day and followed it with a good coating of Ivy Dri. If that didn't kill the urge to scratch, I slathered Caladryl or cortisone ointment on.








After two days of this, my skin was really dry. On day three, when he who loves me sprayed the Ivy Dri on my belly I thought I would scream .............. I think I did. It set my skin on fire and I was in agony until I returned to the shower. After washing that off I applied a thick layer of Neosporin and finally got some relief. A chemical burn, I suppose. I took Benadryl in the evening to help with the itching as well as to help me sleep.








Felt better yesterday and I even went outside to survey the neglected gardens and see what I could see. I was pretty weak after laying around itching and watching Lifetime movies, so I had to come back inside. I only had two showers yesterday and found ice on the belly to be helpful. I felt so much better by bedtime that I didn't take any Benadryl. I was awake with HGTV until about 1 am..................








I am usually the first one up every morning. I get up quietly and scoop the dogs out of the bed to take them out and then get the coffee going. If he who sleeps like a rock is not awake by 9 or 9:30, I go wake him. He knows that I have had a horrible week and has been very sympathetic. I felt a dog rolling on her back this morning in that hazy prelude to wakefulness and knew that he who never gets up early was up and I could hear the sounds of him dressing. I felt the thump of a tail wagging and I lay there trying to hold on to sleep .............. sure that he would gather the animals and take them out. He didn't and I heard one, then two dogs jump from the bed and tap across the floor in search of he who should have taken them out. Emmy is unable to get down by herself, so I got up and gathered my four legged babies to get them out to relieve themselves. He who drinks too much Diet Coke was in the kitchen filling his Bubba Mug with his vile brew as I headed to the back door.








"Why didn't you take the dogs out?" "I thought they would go back to sleep." I admit that I wanted to punch him, but decided it would take too much effort and fully intended to just let it go ............. "That's what you always do." No, it is not and he really would have done better to keep his mouth shut. Let's just say that our initial morning exchange wasn't conducive to a pleasant day. All is forgiven now, since the first of our holiday campers has arrived (before 9 am) and the weekend has officially begun.








My belly is still tender and I am still a little itchy (hey, I feel a rhyme forming ......... ), but duty calls. I decided yesterday to put make-up on today and pretend that I feel great. It might work ... I will let you know.