Sunday, April 17, 2011

Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but chains and whips excite me.

I must be some kind of target of nature. When I got home today I noticed that a few God forsaken critters had bitten my foot (probably ants) and my butt (probably ants again). So I popped a couple of benadryl because of my hand, and when I woke up my finger was STILL twice the size of the other one, and really freaking itchy.

Basically, what this all means is that I'm allergic to bees. This is all very confusing to me because I never had a reaction like this before EVER. I'm considering some injections just to make the swelling go down. I can't bend my pinky all the way and its terribly frustrating. My pinky is forever out (at least until the swelling goes down). At the rate this damn thing is spreading, I kind of expect my arm to be swollen by the time I wake up tomorrow. Its sooooooooooooooooooo ITCHY. Make it stop!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I seriously hope that this doesnt last until wednesday. I would be so mad if I couldn't fight for some stupid reason like this. I kind of wonder how it would have effected me if it stung me closer to a serious vein or closer to my heart or something. Shiiiiiiit. I probably would have gone into anaphalactic shock and been airlifted to brack. Woo!

While I was underwater today I gained the trust of a fish and it swam really close to my good hand. Then I reached back like a pimp and I slapped a ho. It was pretty hilarious.


Itchingly yours,
Alyssa

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