AN ITCHY, RASHY MESS!

Oh my goodness~I've reacted to the contrast dye from last weeks scan~I'd like to tear my skin off, it's that itchy!  It seems that there's no spot on my body that isn't a rashy, blotchy mess, altho it's faded some from my face and I don't look like Howdy Doody this morning.  I'll be hitting the tub again for another baking soda and oatmeal bath, and if anyone has any other suggestions, I'm all ears!  Itchy, red ears!

IMAGES FOR A CURE PHOTO SHOOT!

On Friday Mini and I had photos taken.  I found 'Images for a Cure' awhile ago online and was pleased to find a photographer in my area who was participating! Mini and I chose 'Glamour' for our theme: satin, faux fur, birdcage veils, hair fascinators and sparkly jewelry!  It was total fun and I'm so glad we did it!  Our photographer, Melissa Knowles totally rocked!  Here's a teaser~more to come!

IT'S ALL NORMAL...

Today's CT scan of my abdomen and pelvis came back normal!  No idea what's causing the pain and pressure to my right side, but so glad to know there's no huge tumor in my liver or colon.  Best news this week!

WELCOME TO THE NEIGHBORHOOD....

So, Mr Pawprint and I are not living together now, but we're seeing each other and dating and will go for some couples counselling down the road.  We're spending various amounts of time at each other's places, and when  Mini and I were going to his place the other day we found our way blocked by police cars and crime scene tape.  Turns out there was a shooting.  In his building.  Barely 3 feet from his door.  He was taking an afternoon nap, and was woken up by 2 shotgun blasts.  It was a targeted shooting, in a family complex, and it sends shivers just thinking of all the ways it could have been so much worse.  The other neighbor has 3 little kids and  you only have to google the 'Surrey Six' shooting to see how your life can be taken away just by being in the wrong place.  By just going about your job or heading out your door at the wrong moment.  I can barely think what could have happened if Mini and I had gotten there earlier instead of looking for a party dress for her.   Mr P is less rattled now~he spent that first night back here~but I am still nervous visiting, nervous that he's living there and sad that we are in a place where we need to live apart at all.   The neighbor has been evicted and I hope the next hit-man gets that piece of info, because the first one didn't get the job done.    It's a pretty sure thing that someone will be back.