It Even Grosses Me Out

Apparently I got a little bonus treat from the great family weekend: Poison Oak.

It started as a little annoying itch on Monday morning, right by my wedding ring, and by mid-day it was beginning to swell and blister. For the last three days I've been unable to go in to work -- it's hard enough looking after myself, let alone other little beings -- and I've been looking at someone else's hand at the end of my arm -- someone distorted and swollen and red and blistered in a horrible cluster. My wedding ring is safely on my key ring -- thank goodness I took it off when it first began to itch, or it'd be wedged in the mess like Pooh in Rabbit's front door.

It's nasty.

(By the way, MoM, I read your post and laughed at the irony: Whose hands are these, indeed!)