Argh currently have the worst rash I have ever had. It’s not nice or attractive so I won’t be taking pictures.
Isn’t it strange when you get something for the first time. I think back to the first time I got tonsillitis and how painful that was. I actually thought I was near death. Apologies for the exaggeration but as a 12 year old boy (yes I am a boy…no matter how many times I am referred to as Jean…Jeanie or any such titles) you don’t know what to think. I remember not being able to swallow, talk or in fact just lying on the sofa and not being able to move. The fever, the sweats both hot and cold, the indifference to food and the fear of not knowing what was going on with my own body.
You are probably wondering why I am writing this. It’s purely to stop me from scratching the utter sh!t out of my legs. They are both inflamed and red raw, not attractive. Thank god I don’t have to get them out. Whitney has just come on my iPod it’s soothing but not enough to distract me.
Ok just as a heads up this blog is not about anything it’s a pure distraction from itching. Hope you are enjoying the read.
As Twilight would do…………..but I can’t do it on separate blogs. That’s just rude.
*Runs from Turnham Green to the Doctors*
*Goes in to see nurse.*
Ok so some time has passed and I have been informed it was an allergic reaction to food. Apparently it is a mind food allergy. I won’t tell you my reaction as it wasn’t exactly calm or macho…for those who know me imagine me saying “You call this mild”, I say not more. I have been supplied with sufficient drugs and told to only take them at night. This does not take away from the fact that my legs have grown to massive proportions and are a rather stunning crimson red, that with with my milk chocolate (mocha) complexion is not exactly filling me with self confidence, which most of the time I do not ooze anyway. I digress.
Any way, all it appears… may be well…for now!