Walking Buffet

One thing I've learned throughout all of this is to be grateful for small things (and ecstatic over big ones). Today, I was the recipient of a miracle of modern medicine - a correct diagnosis and a simple treatment plan.

Turns out the insatiable itch I have been suffering from is due to scabies, a microscopic mite that burrows in and doesn't take out the trash. I even saw one of the little buggers. My dermatologist scraped off a little skin where the itching was most intense and looked at it under a microscope. There it was, sitting in a barco-lounger with a mai-tai.

The good news is that the treatment is simple - immerse yourself in a giant baggy over night that is filled with anti-mite goo. The old treatment was to douse yourself in lighter fluid, ignite, and run around the house shouting, "Out, damn mite." I love advances in medical science.