Only this one isn’t on the Simpsons, it’s on my arms! I’ve done it again, apparently I have an innate knack for unknowingly applying poison ivy to every inch of my exposed body, including my face. Last weekend I thought I’d tackle the vines in my backyard that had grown unchecked all summer. So, I went out prepared with work gloves, long sleeve shirt, and both eyes peeled for Poison Ivy vines (as I vividly remembered my last encounter), of which I saw none. Turns out, that’s because my vines had grown together and around an old fence post, thereby masquerading as a large bush which I completely ignored. That’s too bad, because I pulled all sorts of other vines out of the middle of that large “bush”, and tada, I’ve now got poison ivy everywhere. And I got really hot, so I stupidly took off my long sleeve shirt, exposing all of my forearms. Crap.
At first indication on Tuesday that my face was getting a little puffy, I called my doctor and he refilled my old Prednisone prescription, which I just finished up today. What is alarming is that the rashes are moving around, and into places that I’m pretty sure didn’t touch a plant. So either I’m having a systemic reaction, or there are more plants than I realized AND some parts of my body take a lot longer to react than others. *sigh* I guess I’ll just have to wait and see — at least my face doesn’t look deformed anymore. I think I might actually take Joe’s tongue-in-cheek advice next time, wear a Tyvek suit.