Let’s see..since my post on Friday, I’ve gone to the doctor, gone to Fayetteville and my sis-in-law, Mandy, had her baby!
Let’s start off with the doctor. I went to the dermatologist Friday morning. He was wonderful and got me in quick. He saw that a little cyst above my lip needed to be lanced off. I asked if it would be okay to be in public because I was going out of town. He asked where I was going. Well, anywhere I go..someone is going to me, right!? haha. I think was a bit more paranoid. Once it was over, I felt like I had a bad collagen job or something. After the numbing shot wore off, it HURT for about an hour or two. Then, I was left with a tiny little bruise and a puffy upper lip.
While at the dermatologist, I lifted up my sleeve to the inside of my wrist and said, “look, I’m still allergic to black dye.” He laughed and said that it did appear so. My sister-in-law, Morgan, does hair and I thought I should test it out to see if the allergy has gone away. I dyed my hair off and on for years. Then, in 2008, I broke out all over my body. Even though my OLD dermatologist said that it wouldn’t be an allergy, I drove myself to the allergy clinic for a patch test to find out that I had, indeed, become allergic to black dye. It’s technical term is paraphenylenediamine (PPD) and it is NOT my friend. I’ll be in search of an au natural dye for when I go gray. Let’s just say, I now still have a puffy lip (which you probably can see in the pics below) and I’m on a steroid cream. Last night my wrist was looking much worse than when my doc saw it Friday. I emailed him a picture and he said it looked like a severe allergy contact dermatitis. He called me in a cream to put on it. Way to go, Megan. I can’t wear black or dark clothes without washing them at least once or twice before wearing them. It’s awesome.
I didn’t go to my nurse for weigh in and such on Friday. That is going to be Wednesday. Hopefully this week I will also know when I’ll be going back to the OB.
Friday afternoon, we headed to Fayetteville. It was planned as a “guys weekend” for Brent and Kyle. However, I decided I wanted to go see a few of my friends as well. They kind of did their thing and I did mine. I almost backed out Thursday night. I had a little break down. It, like many other things, was going to be a “first”. The first time to Fayetteville…without Cohen. Had it not been for Fayetteville, there would have been no Cohen. Brent and I met there 8 years ago this month. Brent talked me into going and I’m so glad I did. I’m not to thrilled about how the game ended up, but the sea of red was oh-so-fun…
Sometime, I’m going to lots more pictures of the tailgating areas. I’ve only tailgated at a few other schools, but I’d be willing to bit Arkansas is WAY high up there in team spirit. It has to be a 10 mile radius of the above.
Sweet razorback treats could be found everywhere….
major team spirit…..
I’ve never seen as many stuffed elephants as I did on Saturday. I mean people built little fake roasting pits. It was hilarious.
Most of the pics below are from Friday night. I bet you can guess which one isn’t…
Last night between 12 and 1am, my sister-in-lawish, Mandy, had baby Paxton! HERE is where I went to/posted about Mandy’s shower. I didn’t think I could handle going the hospital, but I did receive a few pictures and how PRECIOUS is he!?…..