I was sitting by the window reading and noticed once again a funny feeling in my lower legs. They have been bothering me at night: always hot and feeling kind of "encased". I was shocked to see that my skin was actually orange!
We had it tested several years ago and learned we have high levels of iron and manganese in it. After doing some research, Larry learned that when oxygen enters the well, iron-ore bacteria grows. The bacteria is what causes the oily look and the staining. Now it is all over my skin. I could live with stained fingernails and my little stained benign caratoses, but now my skin must be changing too. Both my lower legs are stained and inside my upper arms. I can feel it on my neck too. I don't now if I'm just obsessing now, but my legs and neck feel hot and uncomfortable. I can't live this way anymore!
Larry changed out the filters and flushed the system with bleach today. We took a lovely boat ride while the bleach was killing the bacteria. We usually do this in the spring, but we weren't here last year to do it, and it hasn't really been done in a couple of years. We just forgot. Country living is very basic, and I've learned to do it quite well, but I've drawn the line on orange skin!
I got in the lake today and scrubbed my skin with soap and a facecloth. Then I dove in to rinse. Actually, this was my first swim of the season, and it was wonderful! The water temperature is absolutely perfect. I've been feeling a little guilty about not exercising since I've been here, except for one walk, but now I can swim! Yippee.
The pups had a fine time on the boat today. The just love riding around the lake. So do we for that matter. We can check on what the neighbors have been up to: who's renovating, building up, and any new subdivisions that are being built. We learned the new subdivisions are virtually dead right now with this economy. But the big houses are still adding on.
It was a nice day over all. Anyway, I feel better getting that crap off my body. Now I just have to keep it off.
|This is the mound I stepped in.|
|Another small mound: Invisible, right?|
|Largest mount in front of the garage.|