After 24 hours or so of rest and Prednisone, my sciatic nerve is starting to calm down. But my immune system is freaking the fuck out now, because I woke up to the worst ever psoriatic flare I’ve ever had, y’all. My forearms are as red as frigging tomatoes and itch SO bad, it’s not even funny.
And guess who’s out of Benedryl?
Yup. —>THIS CHICK.<—
So I have to deal with it until B makes it home with some this afternoon, which won’t be fun and I wish I could call off work because of it, but Bosslady has made it clear that since it’s NOT contagious (it just looks absolutely frigging horrible), I have to show up. I mean, I’ve had flares before and I showed them to her the first time I had one that happened at the same time as I had to work. She was like, “Eh. It’s not contagious, it just looks nasty. You’re fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.” And I guess technically I am FINE. My skin just looks like I have the worst case of poison ivy EVER.
I also just noticed that my skin, where the flare patches are, is HOT. Like..several degrees warmer than the rest of my body, which I guess makes sense? Maybe? I don’t know. All I know is I got this crazy crap going on and if I miss one more day of work, Bosslady is going to KILL me.