I loved this ridiculous idea of taking off your skin to get cool. I even remember sharing this with my sister one night as we were laying in bed. My little 8 year old mind having a literary discussion about the possibility of taking off your skin. (Remember, Shauna?) Such an insane solution to a problem I was familiar with in the sweltering weeks of summer.
But the heat is not why I've been thinking about this. Although it has been hot.
My skin does not like being pregnant. Last time I was pregnant I developed cholestasis, a lovely condition where your liver produces too much bile and in turn makes you itch. like. crazy. This was remedied by a pill (not my first choice for physical maladies, but oh baby did it help). It's also not the greatest thing for the baby come 3rd trimester, although I never made it there. This time around, I am itching like crazy again. But a blood test confirms it's not cholestasis. Booo! Of course I don't want to have this. But I was hoping I did, because I already know how fast I can get relief. But no pill. Hydrocortisone works for about 15 minutes and I went through 16 gallons of it in 2 days. Expensive, drug store, dermatologist recommended lotion works for about 10 minutes.
So I was hoping for that western, manufactured pill. So now I will see about taking my skin off and replacing it with a brand that's not so sensitive. That and dandelion root and banana peels. Both things I read in the oppositie spectrum of western, manufactured pills and potions.
Itch me luck. I mean wish. Wish me luck.
Anyone else have a favorite Shel Silverstein poem? Or any methods of taking off skin? Or ideas to get me to stop scratching the good gravy gumbo out of myself? I'd love to hear it all.
(Gasp!) Also!! This is officially the longest I've ever been pregnant. 29 weeks. Quite happy about that. Keep growing little bean. Although we can't wait to meet you, we can wait 8-10 more weeks at least.