Really, it was about how I realized I find men who read (like, really read as in novels/poetry, not magazines or the newspaper) to be sexy by default.
But then I started working a lot of late shifts and kept Tay home with me on Thanksgiving since I had the day off and hadn’t seen much of him lately.
I’ve also had this rash thing that started out just as itchy armpits a month before Tay’s birth, and stayed as an irritating itch until I stopped breast feeding. Afterwards it started getting worse and when the rash spread to my neck/chest/face I went to a doctor in October who thought it might be a fungus (nothing like athlete’s armpit to make you feel good about yourself, right?) and perscribed 2 creams to treat it. The creams seemed to be working until about 2 weeks ago when the itch came back with a vengeance. Since then the rash has gotten worse, spread to my arms and back to my neck/chest/breasts and I’ve managed to scratch most of it raw in my sleep. Nothing is helping.
Piet and Tay haven’t picked it up, so I’m not sure anymore if it’s a fungus/yeast. I think it could be systemic, but I have no clue what it is. So I’ll be calling a dermatologist on Monday to schedule an appointment before my armpits fall off or something.
Once I take my vacation days in December (I still have those, yay!) maybe I’ll get back around to sexy reading men.