When you pick up what you think is a corn rind that didn't make it into the trash and it's actually a cactus. The worst spines aren't the ones you can see. They're the million ones that are too fine to see. Or take out.
You know that sensation of pins and needles you get that happens after a limb starts waking up again? It's like that. Only it doesn't go away.
Oh no
baldurian: Yeah. There was a time last winter where I'd take out the trash in the morning and my chest and hands would get like this and my doctor said it was probably random nerves firing. I'm suspecting now it might have been cactus exposure.
Oof
I should be good in a day or two. And it's not horrendously painful. Just annoying.
OWWWWWWWWWWW
ChickletLARP: So painful.