Um, the fort? Sam had told us that there was poison ivy around it the last time he was there. We looked for it, but didn’t see any. (I had no idea what I was looking for. ‘Leaves of three? What’s that to me?’)
I think I got into a little. My internet doctor says that it’s a delayed rash, which is about right. I noticed it on Wednesday, and the past few days I had some unbearable moments. I seem to be on the upswing now, though. Also, I panicked that we had bedbugs, then chicken pox, then a skin virus, so this put my mind right at ease. The bumps turned into little satellite fluid-filled blisters that weep when you finally give into the sweet, sweet relief of scratching them.
It’s all about the bright side, ain’t it?