So lots and lots of stress can give me hives. Just a thing I have had all my life. My mom used to deal with a swollen little girl in a gentle manner and I had lots of allergy shots and allergy tests. And hugs. And a bubble around my bed – you know – normal stuff π (ok I was allergic to everything even lettuce)
Now as adult, I have found workarounds. A little oatmeal bath and some benedryl and I am right as rain. Shockingly Via has never given hives – just one random nightmare a year. Most things donβt stress me out.
However tonight, in a conversation with a dear friend, I named my pending hive- his name is Itchy the hive and he is going to make an appearance this week. Just a lot going on and I always set expectations of my performance super high. Hence the potential appearance of the hive π
That and a gigantic event at work that I am planning for next weekend with about 100 people, most of whom I have not met because 2020 was horrific – you know – giant event with lots of volunteers and people who need acknowledgement- the normal π
I feel like Itchy the Hive should have have own comic strip because this week – he will be joined by friends. Thank goodness the bathroom is finished because oatmeal baths are in my future ππ
