Monday, July 22, 2013

Fun...

…gus – or NOTFUN…gus – or FUNGUS is no FUN.

Just in case this harvest was going along too well, and life was too easy and luxurious,  I have been allowed to contract a case of fungus…{drum roll} on my FACE!

It is commonly called ringworm, but I want everyone to know, that NO WORMS ARE INVOLVED. REALLY.

However, a nice quarter size ring of flaming red, scaly skin is prominently perched on my chin.

Cool.

It started inauspiciously…a couple of small irritations on the chin. I am prone to dermatological rashes…a tag on a new shirt can begin a rebellion that grows to the size of my palm in a day or two. (Hey, immune system, calm down! Stop panicking!) Because of this propensity, the doctor has kindly allowed me to carry a prescription for a steroid cream to use as needed. I call it my miracle cream.

So, of course, I went to my miracle remedy…and treated the spots for a couple of days…but they didn’t go away. In fact, they were getting larger.  Impetigo? No – it wasn’t grody enough to be that…

And then, it occurred to me…When Daisie had a suspected fungus, they said that we must stay away from steroids because putting steroids on a fungus was like feeding it.

Oh boy…

In effect, I had created a monster. My miracle remedy seemed a miracle to the fungus, and they have happily grown to cover half my chin.

So attractive…and such a sensation with the constant stinging and burning…what can I say, I’m just lucky that way.

I went to the doctor, hoping that he would have some miracle cream to stop the growing ring – but the only remedies available are the over-the-counter anti-fungals, and it will probably take a couple of weeks to eradicate it.

And no, I don’t know where I got it. Of course, the pups were suspect, and I stopped asking for puppy kisses immediately. But the pups show no signs of infection, so now I’m not allowed to kiss them because I am the source of danger.

That’s a turn…

I would REALLY hate it if Cait had to bring them to the vet and tell them that they got The Fungus from their Gram.

Oh, the humanity!

In the meantime, I am thankful for my harvest exile…and hoping the medicine works before it is over.

‘Cause seriously, how do you hide your chin? I think people would be looking for the white coats if I went around town with a veil over my face!

Oh, that’s right…I YAM WHAT I YAM…

And right now, I’m wormy…

And pretty much free of cockiness.

Fun…

3 comments:

Ridgely said...

I've had ringworm several times...not fun. You can just get it from dirt or sand or whatever. It's just "out there"....creepy!!

Cynthia said...

Oh, Leslie. I am so sorry. This is the pits. But you tell the story so funny that I'm sitting here laughing. But not AT you. Honest. I have nothing but sympathy for you. Hang out in the berries with the teenagers. They'll understand about zit-ish things.

Marcia said...

This is a common thing at my house. J jr has a case of it right now. the crazy part is that the stuff that cures it also cures athletes foot. Hang In there and be liberal with the application of the medicine-you may surprised at how soon it goes away. Thanks for having such a funny way of telling the story! Love you!

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