Maybe it is self-consciousness, for the past few days since the mosquito-bites affair, I have been wearing more long sleeves and I would make sure that I don't go out of home in shorts. The lower legs, wherever possible, shall be covered.
I decided that I shall not even attempt to put up photographs of my lower legs which is now full of red-looking blotches. A few days ago, those spots were swollen. Now they are not as swollen, but they are turning to the colour of flesh red!
The Atarax did not seem to wean off its effect on me when I woke up this morning. As such, I was feeling a little drowsy and sleepy in the morning. That applied when I was in the office the morning. Thank goodness that I have survived. It did help in some way, I did not feel as itchy as I had yesterday.
My lesson learnt from this itchy affair: mosquito bites and sensitive skin like mine do not go well with each other. Together, they can disfigure one's skin, just temporary, I hope.
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'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger' -nietzsche :)
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