Son of a…

Me. Earlier. Downloading books and smirking through the pain. And wearing the same shirt I was wearing a few days ago.

Me. Earlier. Downloading books and smirking through the pain. And wearing the same shirt I was wearing a few days ago.

I thought I was immune.

Or invincible.

Or at least highly resistant.

But no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, NO.

Turns out all my wild boasts about not being affected by mango tree sap were lies, lies, lies.

It figures. Seeing as my current living situation seems to be manifesting all sorts of “do not get comfortable” bad juju, I suppose I should have been on the lookout for something like this to  happen.

Seems for all my mango picking and wrangling and handling, the one outside my house – which has three or four different varietals on it, so hard to say which specific type is to blame, although I have my suspicions – contains the evil sap.

Oh, mangoes.

Why did you have to go and be all related to poison oak and poison ivy and thus do  those of us susceptible to the other two this way??

That’s no way to treat a friend.

And for two days now I’m all welty and scratchy  and GOOD GOD WHY DOES MY EYE ITCH!?!?!?

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2 Responses to “Son of a…”

  1. Amy | Minimally Invasive

    NOOOO, NOT THE EYE!!! A couple of months ago, I volunteered for poison ivy duty in our yard because my husband is crazily allergic and I thought I wasn’t. Turns out I was half-right and the leaves don’t bother me, but when the thorns scratch my skin, I’m as susceptible as anyone else. Even now, I still have faint scars on my inner wrists. Nasty business.

    Any chance you can get a cortisone injection? It helped me a lot.

  2. wideawakeinwonderland

    HOLY SHIT.
    “Faint scars on your inner wrist!?!?”

    I think it got the rim of the lid of my left eye. Right where the eyeliner goes on those days I actually bother.

    I’m kind of amazed/impressed/baffled by the veracity and total immutability of the rash on my wrists and stomach.
    Every day I wake up and…itchy and ugly and EXACTLY the same.

    I bought cortisone cream, but I’m guessing that’s not adequate. :/