The other night I went to watch all the boys play basketball and I got 10 mosquito bites after being outside for an hour. I had to run over to a pharmacy to grab some hydrocortisone cream. You would have been proud of my resourcefulness- I google the Chinese translation for hydrocortisone, took a picture of it on my phone, went to the pharmacy, showed the lady the picture, and she got me the cream. I mean, if that's not savvy then I don't know what is! Okay, enough bragging about myself.
I started panicking because all the bites were swelling up and itching terribly. They didn't look anything like normal mosquito bites, I was clearly allergic to those bugs or something. I took Benadryl which helped a lot, but obviously made me exhausted.
So, now it's been over a week but thank goodness those bites are almost completely gone. Yesterday they took us on a tour of a Ming Dynasty garden in the middle of the city, which had a huge lake area in the middle. The bugs were going crazy, I was having anxiety just walking around because I knew I was going to get bitten. No one else on the trip has complained about the bugs, but I sometimes avoid going outside because I know I will get bitten. I have gotten at least one a day since I've been in Shanghai.
On the way back to the hotel, I stopped by a convenience store and bought the last bottle of bug spray that they had. I put on the bug spray, went for a run, didn't get bitten at all. Halleluia. But wait, it gets better. I showered and put on the spray again. I noticed a new bite on my leg so I put on another coat of spray to be safe. In the 30 minutes it took me to get ready to leave with my friends I got bitten four times in our room. Honestly, I thought I was going to start crying I was so angry.
Why me? My roommate has not gotten ONE bug bite, and currently I have about 15. I want to take Benadryl constantly, but that can't be good for me, and it makes me feel groggy and I don't love the feeling.
This. Is. Miserable.
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