I reported on the events of the weekend of my big milestone birthday.
I told you about the fall I took in my own damn living room, just outta the blue, and the injuries I sustained. I told you about the left side of my body overcompensating for the injuries on the right side of my body, and the pain I was experiencing in my left foot, every time I went for a walk (which is, of course, daily).
I tweeted that my pain seemed to be abating, YAY, but NOW I have a heat rash! Exhibit A:
Finally nearly rid of foot pain; now have heatrash in both elbows. A/C ineffective; taking break from online project for Very Cold pool! :)?
I've often stated that, given the choice of extreme temperatures, meaning, I have to choose which end of the "extreme" temperatures spectrum I will spend the rest of my days in (I dunno, like, say, in Purgatory?), I would 100%EveryTime choose "hot" over "cold".
My body doesn't sweat much, unless I'm exerting myself with physical activity and/or the temperatures/humidity are particularly "high". I endure warmer climes pretty well, compared to others. I Do Not endure cold very well. I whine and complain and bitch and moan if the temperature drops below 74º. I'm not kidding. I mostly hate air conditioning, because people will set that bitch to a "balmy" 65º and I'm wrapped up in long johns and sweaters and electric blankets (which I also hate).
So, given the "choice", I always say, let me be nekkid and sweatin' my ass off and Can't Get Cool any day, over Bundled to the Nth Degree so that I Can't Move my Arms but still Frozen to the Bone.
Which leads me to today, Day Two of Three (or possibly Four) of Triple-Digitº Fahrenheit. I'm not kidding, kids. It's HOT. We've got our sad little wall-unit A/C running (at 75º, natch), and fans blowing in every room, even OVERNIGHT, because it's Hot.
|Left Elbow. The worst spot. Itchiest,|
Most Bumpiest and Reddest,
Oozy and then Crusty. FUN! (not)
|left wrist. kinda bumpy,|
occasionally itchy. worse than
|right wrist. almost can't even see the|
bumps, which barely itch at all.
Oh, and all the fresh fruit I'm eating lately must be doing something, because Loose Stools. Yay. NO Exhibit C. ;)
Whaddya got? Better? Worse? Another Damn Thing?