Thursday, May 16, 2013

Itchy and Scratchy

I have been an itchy and scratchy mess lately. Early last week I attempted to scratch a mole off. I seriously thought those were more attached than that.

Spoiler alert: They're not.


Once I staunched the bleeding and doped myself up on a fartload of Benadryl, I slept for the first time in a few days. It was a beautiful, yet still itchy, thing.

This itching has gone on for the last 10 damn days and yesterday I reached a boiling point. I went to the store, I bought some Dreft, and went on an overly optimistic vaguely manic washing frenzy.
I washed the following--
My sheets
My comforter
My clothes
My pajamas

And I didn't even wash all my clothes. But approximately 5 loads of laundry later, I hope to have this itching under control. Rationally, I know this won't make much of a difference. That doesn't mean that I'm not a big believer in the placebo effect though. I even plan on taking some Dreft over to the BFs house to wash basically everything he owns, because ohwhynot.

Otherwise I'm going to have to start sleeping with gloves on.

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

I have an enormous pimple

I have this pimple on my face. In the scheme of things it's not very big, but it's just one of those things, you know?

The last few years have been a bit shaky. Literally. I've been diagnosed with Essential Tremor, which is really very irritating. My left hand has quite the intention tremor. It means that reaching for things, passing things, holding things, eating things, washing things, typing things, drinking things, moving things, and generally living my life is a pain in the ass.

I've been on propanalol, I've been on primidone and now I'm on topamax. For the moment, things taste funny and I miss fizzy drinks. I liked my Diet Coke dammit!

I live with my parents, I'm looking for work and I'm doing my best to stay sane.

I have this pimple on my face.