Remember the stubbed toe? Now it's a black toenail atop my pinky toe on the left side, held on most likely by skin that will eventually die and release the nail back to the earth.
Today's platelets didn't find a welcoming committee in my body, and instead met with the force of my immune system. The allergic reaction I had started in my arm pits... a little itch that was just enough to catch my attention. Soon enough, it walked across my body like sandstorm... a wall of rash moving across while they quickly shot me full of Benadryl and we awaited the outcome. Of course, as it does, Benadryl won and by the time I was in my truck under the beating sun of Maui, the rash had subsided. The Benadryl had not, so I sat in my warm truck and enjoyed the sunshine until I could safely drive myself 1.2 miles to the house.
My work day was wiped out for the most part.
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