Poor, Poor Flounder! First he contracted a hideous case of poison ivy. The good man was clearing some weeds from behind our house when he came in contact with the evil vine.
A few days after the backyard culling both his arms were aflame, wrist to elbow with angry rash. He was itchy and uncomfortable but bearing up well. Then, hard-working employee that he is, Flounder spent the entire weekend until wee hours of the morning working on an emergency project. The ivy rash spread, I think mostly due to high stress levels and lack of sleep. Finally the discomfort became too much and he went to the doctor. "Steroids and Antibiotics for you!" she said and "What have you been doing?" It does rather look like he has some sort of itchy plague.
A few days after the backyard culling both his arms were aflame, wrist to elbow with angry rash. He was itchy and uncomfortable but bearing up well. Then, hard-working employee that he is, Flounder spent the entire weekend until wee hours of the morning working on an emergency project. The ivy rash spread, I think mostly due to high stress levels and lack of sleep. Finally the discomfort became too much and he went to the doctor. "Steroids and Antibiotics for you!" she said and "What have you been doing?" It does rather look like he has some sort of itchy plague.
I have the plague as well. Just a little bit though. No comparison to poor Flounder the Stricken.
And what is the most chilling part of this narrative? For me it is knowing that just under the topsoil the ivy roots are plotting to spring forth yet again and attack. Anyone have a fool proof method for eradicating poison ivy?
