The great outdoors

Once again, despite not doing anything outside but looking at my flowers and getting in and out of the car, I have poison ivy. This, I think, is one of those “joys” of dogs in a fenced in backyard that no one told me about when it comes to home ownership. I just wanted a house with a yard so I didn’t have to walk the dog anymore, so I could paint my walls something other than white or beige, and so I could have some flowers in the ground that didn’t entirely depend on me for their water and sun (something I’m not good at).

Mind you, I have all that… I just also have poison ivy. It’s in our backyard in amongst the bushes that have appeared and grown out of control from us just making sure the lawn was mowed and not worried about the bushes. I’m badly allergic to the stuff, so pulling it out myself will be disastrous (as I’ve shown by pulling it out a few weeks ago when Jon wanted to do some bush pruning in the backyard). Jon may or may not be allergic. He’s never had allergies before, but they’ve started to pop up on him and he’s not adjusting to it well at all. He got involved with the pulling a little this last time and didn’t get it but that doesn’t always mean he’s not allergic, just lucky.

This time, however, is from our dogs I think. Yes, they have all that wonderful hair that catches it as they brush against it and bring it in just for me. “Here Mommy, we know you don’t go outside much so here’s some we brought in for you.” *sigh*

So, here I sit with poison ivy between my ring finger and pinky finger on my right hand, and the pinky is swollen on top of it all. Numerous poison ivy blisters on the top and side of my pinky, the side of my ring finger, and the skin connecting the two as well as a little down from there. It’s startling how quickly it just all appeared, too. Started with a little spot on top of my finger and then within a day it was all over.

There had better be a real good reason for that stuff because it’s a good candidate for mass extinction in my book!