Scabies is a microscopic little pet that accompanies you everywhere in your skin, clothes and bedding. When it moves about on your skin, scouring you for its next meal, it causes an allergic reaction that results in rashy, insect-bite type bumps. I counted nearly 60 of these lovely little suckers before giving up the count due to the utter futility of the endeavour. The exciting part is that part of its life cycle includes burrowing into fleshy surfaces to lay its eggs. Wow, I was supporting another life form inside me. How grand, the closest to pregnant I´ve ever been! That is, of course, until I was able to, quite cheaply, buy the over the counter remedy that turned my skin into a toxic wasteland no longer able to sustain these pesty little bastards.
In all fairness to my own personal hygiene, I should add that I wasn´t actually diagnosed with scabies. After scrutinous online research revealed an exact symptomatic match, I self diagnosed...perhaps, however, it was the worse case of bedbugs known to man or some other scabies-mimicking allergic reaction. In any case, it made my stay in Lima itchier and longer than anticipated.
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario