Now, I admit this may be a kind of off-the-wall post, but that is the kind I love to do. The first itching I can remember is when I had the Chicken Pox and I must have been around three or four years old. I still have a scar on one of my fingers near the place it joins my hand. I remember that my Mom would tell me to stop scratching or it would leave a scar. Ha...I had no idea at that age what a scar was, but boy! Do I ever now!!!
Another itching was from mosquitoes which has happened many times in my life, and yours too, most likely. Then there is the itching one has from dry skin, and (ladies) from when you have been wearing a tight undergarment and remove it, and you kind of scratch your tummy where it has been so confining. Ahh! That feels so great!
My back often itches where I can't reach it, and I used to ask my Sweetie Pie to scratch it for me. He was always afraid he would hurt me because I want him to really SCRATCH my back. I just had to back up against the door jamb and scratch my back that way. Ha!
Incisions from surgery itch when healing, and that is a bothersome thing (believe me, I have had plenty of those). Then there is the itching of Tinea Pedis (more commonly known as Athlete's Foot). Oh, Wow! Nothing like it when you are trying to sleep at night and unconsciously awaken rubbing one foot with the other one.
Have you ever been watching someone do something and your fingers just itch to get into it and help them? You say, "I'm just itchin' to help you with that" when actually you want to show them how to do it. Ha.
Last, but not least, I'm winding up with what I began this post. A couple of months ago, I had a case of the Shingles to break out on my neck and scalp and ear. It is caused by a viral dormant Chicken Pox germ; and there you have it! Itches I have known and probably most of you all as well.
NOTE: Yesterday was my Grandson, Andrew's, thirtieth birthday, and we celebrated with a pizza party at his home. Andrew and wife, Julia, have two adorable (of course, but really do) little girls. Here is a photo of some of us at the table with Andrew ready to blow out the candles on his Pizza Cake.
Well, that is about it for today and my "I" post. This is Blabbin' Grammy signing off for today. Much love to each of you, my friends and family. Bye for now. More later.