It Itches.

So. It finally happened. After all these years of talking about it. Years of accusing other people of having one. Years of laughing at the mere possibility.  I have a rash. Yes. A real one.

It showed up on Monday. The itching was the first clue. It started creeping across my astonishingly firm abdominals (a girl can wish!). Then it headed north to my chest. (have I mentioned I can now bench press 85 pounds?).

 

Before I knew it, the rash had invaded my nether regions... my legs silly!

We're pretty sure the rash is a direct result of my attempting to obtain a tan via fake baking. There are parts of my body that haven't seen sunlight since the last time I ran around outside naked. Which I'm pretty sure was in the early 80's.

 

Since the rash still hasn't fully disappeared, I had to break down and call a doctor. Sheesh. I told my boss I had a doctor's appointment because of hives. I thought a rash sounded too "STD-ish".

 

Any of you have any ointment I can borrow?... After my doctor gives me my own stash I'll return the favor.

And to anyone wondering. It only itches. No burning. :o)

Peace Out.