The Date: Last Wednesday

The Place: My (new) Backyard

I walk outside and sees Mr Thrash smoking a cigarette, and walking around the yard.

Mr Thrash: You’re missing a plank or two in your fence. I’ll bring some down later and put em up for ya.

Me: Yeah, I noticed. Thanks. Hey, isn’t that one in the grass over there?

I walk over to one of holes left by a missing plank, and pick up a plank laying on the ground next to it.

Mr Thrash: Well there ya go, must’ve just fallen down.

Me: Yeah, won’t be hard to put up.. Just gotta get this vine crap out of the way.

The Date: Friday, 2 days later

The Place: Driving on visit the parents..

I idly scratch my right hand, as we drive through the pounding rain. Sleep comes easy, after a hard week of moving.

The Date: Saturday, the next morning

The Place: Visiting with the Thrash family..

Laura: Rhianna has some kind of bugbite or something. Come take a look.

I go over and look..

Me: Hey, that looks like the same thing here.

I show her my hand.

Me: Must be ants or mosquitos or something. Put some Caladryl on it, to keep it from itching.

The Date: Sunday

The Place: Back in the new house

Laura: That spot is getting bigger on Rhianna… She can’t go to DayCare with a rash.

Me: That’s fine, she can just go on like Wednesday or something afterwards..

After some discussion, we discover that my parents haven’t been using Dreft on Rhianna’s clothes.. That must be it, simply a reaction from a different detergent. Switch back to dreft and it’ll go away.

I keep idly scratching my hand. And the side of my face. And my neck.

The Date:Last Night.

The Place:In the Living room.

Mr Thrash: I brought over your lawnmower and weedeater.

Me: Wow, thanks alot. I appreciate it.

Mr Thrash: No problem. I also cut down that Poison Oak or whatever on that fence.

Me: The wha?

Mr Thrash: Poison Ivy or something, all over that fence. I got all of it on this side, the neighbor is gonna get the other side of the fence tomorrow, he’s just moving in too.

I am Patient Zero.

Evidently I got Poison Ivy (or oak, or sumac, we still don’t know) on my hands from messing with the fence last week, and then spread it around my face & neck and legs trying to wipe sweat away. And, of course, I picked Rhianna up so I spread it to her chest. Then she probably wiped the hair out of her face (which is so cute) and got it on her face.

Rhianna’s taking some high powered steroids to cut down the reaction, but I’m trying all the over the counter stuff (Technu). Here’s hoping it works.

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