Rash @ MindSay

(do you dectect a whif of sarcasm?)

An irrational rash and an irrational me.  Why is it so easy to recognise, and so hard to remedy?  I am aware when I am behaving unreasonably, but this registration is distant, and somehow I cease to care?

Maybe I'm allergic to stress.  Maybe that's it.  Or, maybe I'm allergic to calculus.  I'll get some sleep, and see if that doesn't help my temperament somewhat.

Okay, fever is gone, but now he has the hives. This is my first experience with the hives, and it is so weird the way they break out, then disappear and move on to another place. This can last up to 4 days the nurse said. Luckily, they went away for several hours tonight, but when they came back, we were ready with Benadryl. 

Today is my LAST day that I can ALLOW myself to be sick.  I have to get back to work tomorrow.. no if's and's or but's...speaking of butts.. mine is so freaking sore!!  I went to the chiro today..got adjusted again, and got some shiatsu massage on my left cheek.. man.. do I hurt.  I cant go over to the hot tub, cause I now have some stupid open wound on my belly.

Yep..goes from bad to ugly fast around here.  I woke up this morning with 2 huge silver dollar size blisters and major redness about 4 inches long. The Dr had to drain them, give me a tetnus shot.. bleh.  She asked me if I got bit by a bug maybe gardening?....................

Gardening from the sofa? Maybe there is a gardening remote control and I did it from my bed? Cause lady Doc, no disrespect but today was the first day I even got dressed since last Thurs.

I asked if it was from the meds I am taking?... she still circled back to a bug bite... on my belly? below my belly button? I sleep on my side, with a hug pillow..how is a bug gonna get there? ( shivers..eww)I could see if it was on my leg or arm..but my belly? :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: sighs ::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

Oh well... I am just praying that I will wake up less sore tomorrow, and more mobile, I am supposed to go weigh in at curves..which by the dr's scales from last thursday to today, I have lost 5 lbs...all that chicken soup I suppose.

This weekend is our womans conference... Thurs eve..Fri morn/eve and sat morning..not to mention myself trying like heck to take clients, I am supposed to work the conference, and take in the guest speakers at my office for massages while I recoup from the flu and begin teaching a new evening class tues.

I normally work excellently under pressure...love being busy..but am feeling a little bit like I just want to pull the reigns and say WHOA...who opened the floodgates.

Todays summary:  I got poked, drained, shot, stabbed, dabbed and gauzed.  Then...tens'ed, stretched, cracked, shiatsu'ed.

Ok... I need to look for a scripture that will help me here... stay tuned...