On the Road to Recovery

At 4 am yesterday morning I was looking at the bottle of steroids like a junkie looks at their next fix. After more than 2 weeks of the rash, I was at the end of my rope. In my absolute last ditch effort I decided to go in the complete opposite direction before I cracked open the pill bottle. Where I had been treating the itch with kid gloves, this time I decided to get rough with it. A cold basin of spring water, a sprinkle of baking soda and finely ground oatmeal paired with a textured washcloth helped me scrub my middle of the night blues away. I had nothing to lose.

After a small dab of cream here and there.....

....and one of these, I was ready to try and get some sleep. I woke up hours later feeling much better. The spots weren't gone but they are fading. I couldn't believe my luck.

Daring The Mister to go near the thermostat, I kept the temps on low all day (it was 90+ here and extremely humid-again) and did my scrubbing routine every four hours followed by more allergy pills. Instead of just treating the symptoms, I went at it methodically and I felt much better for it.

I stayed cool and dry in front of the fan with my latest read and napped on and off for the entire day. It was the first time I could lie down in ages without my back feeling like it was on fire. Anything that dared to itch got an ice pack on it stat.