The skin reaction from hell is taking over.
I've gone to the dermatologist. He did a biopsy (YOWCH - the stitches come out in a week) and we are waiting.
And I am shredding my skin because NOTHING IS STOPPING THE ITCHIES!
That and stuff going on at work and the fact that a couple of things I was supposed to get in the mail haven't arrived yet, maybe haven't even been sent yet are NOT AT MY HOUSE.
And I want a new script for Triamcinolone Acetonide Cream.
And while I'm dreaming I still want a pony, a bright yellow Smart Car, a baby, and someone to make me something hand knit for a change.
PS The next post will be better. We got new furniture. Now to keep the cats from shredding it.