How is this fucking possible you guys? I took this shit all the time as a kid. The itchy rash on my belly got worse last night and after a shower with pine tar soap and aloe (good lord that soap smells like ass). The Professor and I looked at photos of PUPPP and of amoxicillin rashes and could not tell what was what, but decided to pay the urgent treatment clinic a visit at 7 p.m. just to be sure. The doctor there took one look at my itchy belly and said I needed to stop the antibiotics stat and “suffer it out.”
What? Suffer it out? I’ve been suffering for going on two weeks now. Yesterday was the ONLY DAY I have felt moderately human and could work a full day.
I have to be on a plane to go to my brother’s wedding on Wednesday. We spent an ass load of non-refundable money on that plane ticket and the damned fancy cottages the wedding party is supposed to stay in. I bought an expensive dress that I could not afford and is non returnable. And it is my brother. I want to be there for him. The wedding is in Florida so that my sweet aged grandmother who has been clearing out her house of all possessions “in preparation of the end,” can be there. I honestly don’t know if we’ll all get a chance to be with her again.
I’m sick, exhausted and so fed up with everything. My house is a fucking mess from the garage sale prep for the move to NYC (which I’m trying to be upbeat about but I’m still scared shitless of). My husband is fed up with his sick wife and having to wait on me and listen to me hack each night. We are having AMAZING spring weather right now and I’m forbidden to go outside because I’m so allergic to the tree pollen and it will only make the green snot worse. The cats are grouchy and I just feel completely out of control.
No belly photo today. Not feeling “glowing.”