Okay, one of these things is not like the other.
Yes, these are my ankles. Note the boney old-ladyish looking one on the left. That is the "normal" state. Note the puffy, lack of boney old-ladyish one on the right. That's the annoying state.
Seems that while we were out in the wilds earlier this week, some flying biting thing had a feast of my right ankle. Beeotch.
I remember the little ankle-biters following me around during our fishing excursion. Not sure what they were. Horse flies? The itchiness was apparent when we returned home but that's nothing new because my legs always itch in the summertime. I'm not sure if it's just a heat rash kind of thing or if it's from running on weed infested trails or some combination of both, but the itchy leg syndrome is just something I must deal with. Every summer.
But soon after the itchiness started, the puffiness began. And kept puffing. I wondered, how big could my boney old-lady ankle get?
So itchy ankles in summer are nothing new. A puffed-up ankle accompanied by a couple of bite sites characterized by little hard bumps is a rather novel thing, however.
Could be worse, I guess. Coulda been a bear.