Dew Drops on a Rose Petal
They say that a chicken pox lesion looks like a "dew drop on a rose petal." Well I don't really remember seeing any rose petals, but I do remember the chicken pox. My aunt, who is one year my senior, had a friend with the chicken pox that came over to play. Hmmmm... why on earth would someone with chicken pox come over to play. So that I WOULD GET IT of course. Ugh!
I remember my aunt, her friend, and myself playing in this camper trailor my grandmother had. Fun?... I guess... but the truth of the event would show up a few days later. All I can remember is itching, itching, and more itching. I went out in the livingroom of my granmother's house (it was once a porch, but she had walls added to make it a livingroom) to watch cartoons. My grandmother yelled at me, "don't be walking around, you will spread your germs all over the house." Yeah, thanks grandma, now you are worried about spreading it around.
Needless to say, I lived, but I have quite a few scars to show for it. She made sure to yell at me for moving around, but she didn't really make sure I didn't scratch. I have a scar on my forehead, my nose, my ankle, and on the back of my leg just above my knee. I used to be so self-conscious of them I wanted to cry, but now I sometimes forget I even have them.
That's pretty much all I remember of living at my grandmother's house. My mother says that's because she didn't leave us there that long. She knew what my grandmother was like and wanted to get us out of there. So badly, that she went to the state and told them that she needed a place for us to stay until she can get settled down and take care us.
My aunt had a lot of toys in her room. She painted my nails a bright pink with peelable nail polish. You could pull it off in one piece. My mom came to pick me up that day or shortly after. I remember picking at the polish as we drove. I remember riding with my mother a lot of places, it always felt so calm. It's strange that I felt that way since most of the time she was taking me somewhere that would change my life.
[to be continued...] @};-

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i remember missing a school field trip because i had chicken pox..
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