I have over fifty mosquito bites on my legs below my knees. I woke twice last night to find myself scratching my legs furiously.
I have been taking benadryl and applying cortisone cream around the clock, but I still want to scratch my legs until they are bloody stumps. It’s even worse than the time we inadvertently kayaked into a stagnant marsh in Miami.
I now realize that there is another depth of misery to be reached beside pain and nausea. Itching.
Just drug me until they’re gone, okay?
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How the hell did you get that many mosquito bites? Were you in Northern Wisconsin? Or running through a marsh?
We all got pretty bit up at Michela’s graduation party the other day. I think I got it the worst, but everybody is suffering. Totally worth it.