Last Monday, boychild had a blotch on his face when picked up from school. I assumed it was a mosquito bite cause after all, this is La, and mosquitos are the official welcome-bird of Spring, Summer, and anything short of nuclear winter. I'm pretty positive it didn't happen at school-- most likely, it just took that time to set in from the previous day. No big, right, one little splotch of scratchiness?
I also worked to clean up the garden bed of our new rental property and had a big piece of poison oak's woody vine pop up onto my left upper arm. It instantly left a burn mark-- yes, a burn mark-- but it did not really itch. I went and washed it off and figured I was safe.
So since then, poor boychild's face has erupted in multiple itchy scabby bits and my arm itches so much I may cut it off. It would be an improvement. I have tried the various washes-- including the 30 dollar, "will get rid of that nasty poision ivy oil for you" stuff. (Works a little, not a lot).
We have a lot of Poison Ivy plants in this area because it rains a lot, and we have nice fertile soil & warm, sunny days. The swampland is prone to growing things we don't want.
I will never, ever, underestimate the dangers of this plant, and man oh man, to imagine how awful it would be if it were in more "awkward to scratch" areas.
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