Eaten alive

I saw a GP yesterday about this itchy rash. She's given me antihistamines, and a referral to a dermatologist in case it doesn't clear up in a few days. She said that it could be a reaction to insect bites but it didn't look like bedbug bites. I managed 9 hours sleep last night. Amazing the difference it makes when you don't think you're being eaten alive.

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