Monday, January 21, 2008

Worse Then Death

Hives.

Damn I hate hives.

Even the word sounds awful. Like something that involves bed bugs and dengue fever. As if having red, itchy spots covering your body like 3rd degree burns isn't bad enough.

This fabulous picture of my leg shows you how much hives like me though. They LOVE me. They would visit 24/7 if I didn't have benadryl.

It doesn't take much for me to break out. Take 2 medications at the same time. Get a little anxiety ridden. Have a heartbeat.

As it is it turns out, the medication that I am on is photosensitive. For those not in the know, that means it reacts to sunlight. Which isn't good when you are spending 7 days soaking it up on a beach with very little shade. Meaning that by day 4 of our trip to Punta Cana, my WHOLE body looked like this. Even lepers were afraid of me.

3 comments:

Muffy said...

Wow!! ALmost alien like!!

Bina said...

OUCH! I had hives twice in my life, had to go to the ER and got shots. Those suckers are huge and makes you want to take a knife and just cut them all off! You poor thing. I would feel much worse for you if it wasn't for the fact you were on a BEACH!!!!!!

Heidi Schempp Fournier said...

I know the beach did take a little of the 'sting' out of the hives! :-)