I need a freaking medical discovery

And they should make poison ivy go extinct.
My life is ironic.

Just throwing that out there. I wake up at 4:20 in the morning to my poison ivy. You have no idea how long I have waited to be able to sleep in, and it still hasn't happened. I am very great ful for all the circumstances that I have had this summer, but NOT these.

I recently moved into my parents new house which is very much smaller than the one that we used to have. Last Sunday afternoon I declared I was going to weed, with the intentions of getting a shade darker as well. Little did I know that my forehead was going to bear resemblance to Spock, dangit. i have two blots of the hated poison on my forehead, one in the shape of a line and the other a blotch directly below my widow's peak line. Thus, I have yet to completely enjoy my new hair cut and eyebrow wax.

I do have medicine--I discussed poison ivy with my pediatrician before I left for camp, I suggested that perhaps I should get a shot of steriods (I had at one point when I was younger) that would keep the poison away for a couple of months. But instead she gave me this Desonide Cream. It's supposedly stronger than anti-itch cream and we got the big tubes. So I have been slathering it on like crazy. Especially on my forehead. I hope it causes dryness. Soon. There's not more of this that I can take.