It started out simply enough. Nestled in a bed with wild strawberries was another plant with three leaves.
What followed was two weeks of washing, swabbing all spots with every home remedy I could find, and finally a trip to urgent care and a prescription. Of course it was going to resolve!
But it still didn’t go away. In fact, more places were popping out, in spite of the fact that I had been staying inside.
Now in progress: round two of prescriptions. Let’s hope this work.
I used to think poison ivy was no big deal. Turns out I was wrong. Do yourself a favor and count before you pull.
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