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Tuesday, February 13, 2018

My elbow skin problem--a puzzle

Let me say this has been a dreary day. I have been miserable because of the lack of sun. Maybe I am still very ill, but I feel just awful, another consequence of no sun. My limbs feel heavy. I feel lazy. Okay, enough of that. Now, for my "problem."

Believe me, this is a minor, yet baffling, problem. I always have a rough elbow. When it becomes smooth, the other becomes rough. I never do anything to cause the rough elbow to become smooth.

The condition is not much visible according to my observations and comments from exbf. The roughness does not catch on clothing or anything. I only know my elbow is rough if I put my hand there and feel it. I have seen people with elbows that were horribly wrinkled, gray-looking and calloused. I have no problem with people's elbows so there is no judgment in the appearance. I doubt mine will ever be that way. This is not an attempt to keep elbows looking good...lol.

The one elbow is not so rough. However, the other elbow is amazingly smooth. It is the switching back and forth between elbows that is baffling. I do not obsess over this and rarely notice or think of it. Today, I just thought I would mention the condition.

I don't spend my time putting lotion on the afflicted elbow. Occasionally, I do, but I am not obsessive or regular. Besides, it seems not to help.

When I was in school, leaning on desks, writing, leaning on library tables as I studied, this condition might not have been so baffling.

This was brought up to a dermatologist who was not interested at all. "Put lotion on it." My elbow was not the reason for the visit.

There has got to be an explanation as to why it switches elbows. Don't laugh!

Do you ever have this happen or know anyone who has same thing happen--roughness switching elbows? Do not suggest asking a doctor or putting lotion on it. The answer is beyond those two suggestions.

The switching of elbows, not the roughness, is the problem/question. Okay, the elbows don't switch. The roughness goes from one to the other. Or, stops on one and starts on the other. just curious.

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Fancy is my favorite hen. She is one of the three youngest hens I adopted. Because she is so gentle and friendly, she may be the one I rescued when she was being pecked to death after she could no longer stand. She got to live in the house in a box. Sometimes, I let her sit in my lap while she was convalescing. Now, she comes to sit in the swing with me, cuddling up to my body like a cat or dog. She died in February 2012.

Fancy follows me begging, complaining, needing me to do for her. She talks to me in various voices. She allows me to pick her up and carry her. When she became an adult, her head was a darker red and her body was light brown. Around her neck were tips of black feathers. It appeared she had a necklace of jet around her neck. When I showed this characteristic to a friend, he said, "Oh, you have fancy chickens and plain chickens."

Chessie has a broken toe. I broke it! She had a habit of jumping really high and almost sticking. A raccoon ate her in October 2009.

Thelma is the blonde. She is also the largest hen and the alpha hen. I suspect the gigantic eggs are from her. She often squats and presents herself to me. She is top hen, but I suspect she knows she had better be deferent to top feeder of the flock--me.

Louise is the auburn-feathered hen. She looks like the true Rhode Island Reds in pictures. She is almost as large as Thelma. Some days I suspect she is trying to be top chicken. When I got Pepper, I found out Louise is the Alpha hen.

Pepper came here from the same home as the first four. We were discussing putting red pepper on their food, wondering if it really would increase egg production. Pepper is the only name we agreed on. She is terrorized each day by Louise. Even after the worst was over, she was and is still filled with terror and very wary.

Linda is owned by four hens. They allow her to fetch for them. She loves them dearly, so she allows them to boss her around. Linda comes out in the rain to perform chores for them and make sure they have food and water. She begs scraps from all sorts of places to make sure they have fresh fruits and vegetables.

Parsimony is not a vegetable

Parsimony is extreme care in spending money. Stick around and learn about my random thoughts on accomplishing goals economically--dumpster diving aka safari, gleaning, do-it-yourself, sewing tips, recipes, and whatever is happening in my life.

Okay so maybe "parsimony" is not your thing. How about thrift, frugality or just plain saving money? I try not to go the tightwad route as that seems to imply others will suffer from my habits.

Some of my not-spending habits have very much been a part of my lifelong habits. Other habits are newly acquired and are an extension of my lifelong not-spending habits.

I am very imaginative when it comes to substituting or making instead of buying. I will tell you about making a heater for the chickens' water. Not one dime was spent since I had everything I needed right in my basement.

Practicality must rear its head alongside parsimony. For example, I will use the dryer in bad weather or because of allergies in the spring. But, I will not wash clothes in a tub as long as I have a washing machine or can find one.

You may hear more about my four Rhode Island Red hens than you care to hear. They lay delicious brown eggs.

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Tuesday, February 13, 2018

My elbow skin problem--a puzzle