Look at this cutiepie. This is Chinquapin.
Shortly after exiting the car upon arrival in Orleans, Chinquapin came over to visit our dog (Summer, the white and black dog.)
I had brought treats and was happy to see him. I pet him and scratched him all over.
AND. Woke up the next day with the first red dots of poison oak.
Over the next couple of days, the poison oak bloomed into big gross rashes all over my wrists and hands and even a little on my fingers.
It has not been pretty.
The photos are from early last week.
Today, it is just over a week since I was exposed. I’m sure it was the dog — I wasn’t hiking or gardening or anywhere around poison oak.
The rashes are still ugly although they are drying up and not quite as painful.
The last time I had terrible poison oak was in October 2019 and it was worse than this. I do not recommend.
