I have good news and I have bad news.
The good news is I have no skin cancer. I wasn't really worried about that anyway: it doesn't run in my family and I don't think I've had a tan in years. I'm inside most of the time.
The bad news is there is no quick cure for whatever ails my legs. It's not fungal, so there's not some magic pill that can fix me. I have keratosis pilaris (pretty sure EVERYONE has this) and "what appears to be a form of atopic dermatitis". Which to me screams "I have no idea what it is, so let's throw prescriptions at it". We do, however, agree that I may be allergic to the dye in my jeans, so I've stopped wearing those. So now every day I have to do the following:
MORNING: Quick, cool shower, only using Dove for Sensitive Skin on the "stinky bits" Pat dry. apply Neosalus Foam all over (it's a foam moisturizer, which would be pretty awesome if it weren't $45 a bottle with my prescription plan). Then use a corticosteroid foam only on the "itchy bits". This is also $45 a bottle. Ugh.
EVENING: Take a 5 minute cool bath in chlorinated water (ie, stick a capful of bleach in an entire tub of water). Baths gross me out. The idea of sitting in a pool of water filled with my and my husband's skin cells grosses me out. Plus my tub has a glass slider door and it makes me feel claustrophobic. But it's only 5 minutes, so it it works I'll stick with it. Then reapply the foams.
Then I go back for re-evaluation in the end of August.
*sigh* I almost wish I had some weird fungal rash they could prescribe me a pill for, but just like weight loss, this isn't going to be over in a minute. It's going to take time. (And more money, apparently.)
Oh well. I'll try it until my next appointment and if it doesn't work I'm going to bitch about it.
I'm also going for patch testing. I haven't made the appointment yet because she didn't give me the number, so I have to call them back and get the number.
AND I have to buy new jeans, even though I don't NEED new ones. Maybe I'll just buy some khakis or something. I just want to be comfy and not dress like I'm 20 years older than I am. Ya know?
So, onto picnic day.
After a explosive fight the night before due to my hormones and hubby not wanting to watch Sherlock with me (yes, this started the fight), we woke up the next morning in good moods. We stopped by Larry's Cold Cuts and got an Italian Hoagie to share (no onions, oil or s&p) and then stopped at Wawa for gas and drinks (Coke Zero for me). I also got a soft pretzel which I don't regret eating in the least.
We decided to take the Black Horse Pike the whole way down instead of the Atlantic City Expressway both to save money (ACEx is a toll road) and to have a more scenic route (nothing to look at on ACEx but trees and toll booths). So we got on the road and talked about the history of the area, about the Pine Barrens, and about fresh Jersey produce (almost peach time!). We made it to Birch Grove in about an hour and pulled in. It was in the high 90s and very humid. Neither of us were hungry yet, so we dodge a large group of 5 year olds to use the facilities, and then decided to head out and walk some of the trails.
They were sandy trails surrounded by scrub pines, overlooking two small cedar lakes. There are a few small covered bridges that look like they had been poo-bombed by a large flock of geese we had seen wandering around the parking lot when we had arrived. We only walked for about 15 minutes, as all the paths seemed to loop quickly back towards the playground area.
When we returned, we decided to scope out a nice place to eat our hoagie, and found a level but slightly rocky spot under a shady tree. The park was full of picnic tables, but since you had to pay $1 per person, we ate on a blanket on the ground (hubby also says it's not a picnic if you eat at a table, and I tend to agree). We enjoyed our hoagie. I had carrot chips and he had waffle chips. I stole one, they were delicious.
After lunch we decided to head towards home, keeping an eye open for a custard shack or a farmer's market at which we might want to stop. We found Kustard Kastle. I had a mediocre gelati (mango water ice layered with vanilla custard) and hubby had a lime slushie. Then we stopped by Weymouth Furnace Park.
Weymouth Furnace was an iron smeltery (word? I dunno) uses between 1802-1860s. Now all that's left are the foundations of a few of the buildings. It butts up to the Great Egg Harbor River, where people can canoe and kayak. We were there for maybe 10 minutes, and within the first 90 seconds we witness one girl who had fallen out of her kayak, two girls who got hit in the face by the same tree, and then the first girl and her father tipped his kayak trying to recover hers. The water is really shallow there so no one got hurt and it was HILARIOUS!
Then we headed home to relax a while. Five minutes after we walked in the door the sky opened up and it POURED.
After dinner I still had some energy left so I took Bingley to the local park to walk the half mile loop. We made it home just before another huge rainstorm. Timing is everything!
We had a great time and next time we do a trip we're going to go to the shore or the Cape May Zoo.
Hope you all had a fun weekend, too!