cortisone cream
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2009.09.16
Kenny had broken out in a rash yesterday morning. Mari took him to the clinic and came away with some cortisone cream that Kenny quite liked.
Quite liked.
I was sitting at my computer and thought, "Boy's awfully damn quiet!" This is what I found under the dining table.
At least he was trying to lather it on his leg, which had the worst of the rash.