After a whole month of scratching, itching and general monkey-like behaviour from me.. regardless of time and space.. my Mum dragged me off to the doctor.
And here's pretty much how it went, in a walnut-shell:
Me: I think I'm allergic to dust.. or dirt.. or anything that has specs in it.
Doc: Lemme see your skin... *looks*... Ah, it's 'fung mok' (My doctor is Malay and he pretty much gave me the results of his inspection in Chinese.. which I did not understand)
Me: .... what?
Mum: ... Aaaaaaaaah. Is it?
Me: .... what?
Doc: It's your sinus. Sinuses can only go three ways.. One, your nose.. after that, it either goes on to your lungs - asthma - or your skin which will cause allergic reactions.
Me: ....
Doc: I'll just prescribe some anti-allergy pills
Me: Will it ever go away?
Doc: Very hard to say... Migrate to a cleaner country.... *mumbles something about dirty Malaysia*
Me: ... again what?
Doc: Heh.
Me: ....?
Doc: Heheheheheh.
Me: -______________-"
He also told me not to use any chemicals on the places that itch.
Which is everywhere. Which rules out ALL POSSIBLE SUBSTANCES I USE TO CLEAN MYSELF.
I'm gonna be gross! XD Green smoke is gonna emanate from my body in a few days due to the stench.
Screw that shit.. I need to bathe.
After that, Mum dragged me off to the supermarket (where I finally managed to convince my Mum to buy Rice Krispies!!! CRACKLE SNAP POP!!) for the week's grocery shopping. You should have watched me poke the potatoes in my lame attempt at picking good ones without actually holding one.
I call Nut to tell her that I won't be at home like originally planned and I thought I'd tell her about my doctor telling me to migrate to a cleaner country.
We had a good laugh about it until... she hollered "CLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIRE~!"
And there I am on the other side of the phone going "WTF?"
She went "Lydia's doctor told her to migrate to a cleaner country"
Wow... Nut is a live broadcast as well! XD
Then she came back on and said "Claire can't stop laughing now"
Claireeey.. were you really laughing at me? D:
And Nut, just so you know, Ivan can touch me JUST FINE without me breaking out in massive rash.
Oh, Shadow caught some paint on his hands today.
I had a brief panic attack.
Good thing the paint came off.
People seem to respond in disbelief when I tell them that I'm allergic to dust/dirt.
Seriously, I'm not making this shit up.
All I did was step into the 3D Workshop this morning and immediately I felt the itch start at my ankles.
And then my arms started to itch. SO BAD.
Then my forehead and chin.
By the time I came home, my back had started again along with my stomach and legs.
I doused myself in water before going back out.
I can't even dry my hair because Lord knows what comes out of the hair dryer.
