(Apologies to the Steve Miller Band for abusing "The Joker)
On Sunday I developed a spread out rash with little fluid filled bumps on my right wrist.
I think (from hard experience) that it is poison ivy. But I'm not sure how it got there. I pulled a couple weeds this weekend, but none that looked like poison ivy or that I thought were any where near the little patches of poison ivy on our property.
It is very strange. And itchy. And it's interfering with spending time on the computer because the worst part is exactly where I rest my arm when using the mouse. And a greasy cortisone smeared arm means that either have to use the mouse funny or have to clean the desk. (and apparently I like to start sentences with "and") Neither option really appeals to me.
At this time I'm blaming the dog for brushing up against poison ivy plants while she was out doing her thing and then transferring the oils to my skin. It's as good as explanation as any.
***My experiences with poison ivy include having at least two prescriptions of steroids (the fun kind where you take 10 teeny little pills one day, and then count down for the next ten days) to reduce the associated inflammation. It was all over where I grew up, and I spent most of my childhood summers in the woods. I always seemed to have one or more pink blotches of calamine lotion somewhere on my arms or legs. I really tried to avoid poison ivy then, and now, but the damn stuff still apparently finds me!
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