I did my five run
this morning in freezing rain, sleet, and snow.
I had been under the impression that the weather would be nicer today,
but this may have been the worst.
I went to work
afterwards and continued working on masks.
We are almost done. Children's
mittens are next.
I talked to my
parents. The prison vendor is out of oil
paints. They looked into ordering them
from Dick Blick, but they no longer carry oil paints that come in plastic
tubes.
I received my
Frida Kahlo and Albrecht Durer books today.
I have these
little bumps on my skin which dermatology at UW Health believes are bacteria
which infected my hair follicles when my immune system was down from
chemotherapy. My body, they believe, has
not been able to rid them from the hair follicles.
They itch something terrible. I am taking antibiotics and have multiple
topical creams for them, but it is not doing anything. The last four days or so has been
terrible. I itch so bad I am struggling
to sleep.
I put my
sweatshirt over my jacket as a model to paint from. It kept collapsing so I stacked some books
inside of it, and it proved to be a working model, albeit not ideal.
Still Hunted for
Their Pelts continues to progress.
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