But now…I have some strange rash popping up all over me. On the top for my forearms and outside elbows, on my feet and legs and in between the girls (which I am pretty sure is an unrelated heat rash (hopefully)). It itches like crazy!! My whole right leg (the burnt, pathetic one) from my knee to my foot has a pretty gnarly heat rash from the Unna boot being on there during these crazy humid hot Savannah Paula Deen's hair summer days.
This SO doesn’t do it justice.
And, I have downsized bandage size DRAMATICALLY. I can wear a smaller bandage now, to just cover the wound. If only I could get this rash to go way...I would almost look normal!
But first, peep Burney and his new skin. Woo to the Hoo!!!!
(I even did a not-so-close up for you squeamish folks out there.)
In other news, Master Wog and I let the dogs out last night, and Duke brought me a roly-poly. In his mouth. And dropped it at the foot of the bed and he and Kane started playing with it. Luckily, no roly-polies were hurt in the making of this blog. But, in my research this morning, I learned that they are in the Woodlice family. Which means nothing more than they eat decaying wood, plant matter and poop.
This is our typical, good ole Southern roly-poly (left) and his bigger, kinda scary cousin (center).