Day 21 - Attack of Poison Ivy

The poison ivy is attacking me, limb by limb, and every 3 in. square has been hit. My doctor couldn't take me until Friday so I went to Urgent Care. I waited for an hour to see the doctor and I had absolutely nothing to entertain myself--cell phones weren't even allowed on AIRPLANE MODE. When's the last time you sat and did nothing but wait for an hour? I went to my car and brought back a pad of paper. (Remind me to always travel with a good book in the car.) I thought maybe I'd doodle or write out some prayers, but that's a little weird when you have people sitting directly beside you, and you know they've got a direct line of vision and nothing else to do. I abandoned that idea after about 30 seconds.

I considered asking everyone in the waiting room what was wrong with them. HAHAHA. One guy had cut himself while cooking hotdogs (i overheard him tell the lady at the front desk) and had this rag wrapped around his hand, ew. Without it being cold season, everyone else looked like they were doing just fine. I probably did to them, too, unless they caught a glimpse of the back of my legs before I sat down.

Now I'm on steroids. I thought I'd need to find guys to help me move. NOT ANYMORE!!!