They come at night.
Usually beginning around 5:30 or 6:00 p.m. and swinging into full force around 8:00 and then, if it's a really bad night, attacking with a vengeance at around 4:20 a.m. or so.
No, not bedbugs. (I hope)
But something. Something that is rifling through my body and tearing through my brain and it should be my new novel or one of the reviews I should write or my friends' ebooks that I'm dying to read or my DS starting high school or me starting teaching, but it's none of those things.
It's a set of massive hives.
Which could be the product of all the above-mentioned stressors. Except I'm not feeling stressed.
But I am feeling in need of a full night's sleep. Without itching.
I see the nice doctor who didn't fix it two weeks ago, but who I'm sure will find a solution today, in 7 hours and 5 minutes.