Oh, my poor maligned character!

I go into my one surgeon’s office, complaining that I am de-evolving into an alligator.  I don’t *actually* believe that, but I am annoyed with this odd skin thing.  I’m on my 4th diagnosis, and they just shrug and say probably some form of eczema and give me steroids for when it gets really bad.  Other leading things I accuse it of being are:

1.  Allergy to winter (since it gets worse when the weather gets cold)

2.  Leprosy (it’s not, so don’t try to kick me out of church!  🙂 )

My doctor says, “Oh, I thought it was a hickey you got from the tool.”  (I probably shouldn’t have introduced him to the term “tool.”)  After my emphatic denial, he says, “That’s what I thought, but I didn’t want to ask.”

Please.  As if I would just go out and do things like that with some random boy!