It’s not often the doctor thanks you for bringing something unusual into his room, but that was my experience this week. But I’m jumping ahead, this story starts nearly six weeks ago, in Adelaide, at Christmas…
After our 8 hour drive, I arrived at my Mum and Dad’s house and instantly got struck down with a headache so severe I had to vomit or sleep. I chose the latter. On waking I discovered I had brought along an unexpected companion (who would be with me for the entire duration of my holiday) in the form of a cold. I also discovered, to some disgust, that I had incubated a ringworm on my left buttock cheek during the journey over. What a way to start my holiday.
Now, if ringworm had been named ‘Angel kisses’ maybe I would have been more inclined to seek out some assistance. But I kept my dark secret to myself until it turned into something more akin to ring-snake. I gave up on the home cures and started using some actual medicated cream (albeit a few months out of date). Then things got… strange.
I woke up, some four weeks after the appearance of my ‘ringworm’ to discover I had spawned another seven ringworms over my chest and back. The next day it was ten, the day after that about 15. I stopped using the out of date cream and purchased a fresh tube which I diligently applied morning and night (as directed). The next day there were over 20. I stopped counting
I had images of becoming one big scaly patch and was preparing to bathe in tea tree oil to try and zap the ones I hadn’t yet spotted (of which I am sure there were many), when my partner insisted I go to the doctor. Perhaps this was something I should have done four weeks ago?
I don’t actually have ringworm. I have Pityriasis Rosea, an (apparently) rare virus which affects the skin. They don’t know how people get it, there is no treatment for it and all I can do is wait for it to go away. Just for the record, as soon as I found out my anti-fungal cream was doing nothing I started using Lucas Papaw cream and half the lesions cleared up overnight.
So how does all this relate to writing? Of course it doesn’t, but it was very interesting. Also you can bet at some stage one of my characters is going to also come down with Pityriasis Rosea, but I won’t be so mean as to give it to them over their holidays.
Better go, WriMoFoFo started yesterday and I haven’t written a thing!