"If you go down to the woods today, be wise,
For flies and mosquitos, they devise,
A picnic feast, a feast so crude,
With you as their feast, their chosen food.
Those little ankle biters, they persist,
In causing misery, a gnawing twist,
Their wounds they leave, both itch and swell,
A relentless torment, as stories tell.
Rapamycin, a drug of fate,
Slows down the dance of healing’s gate,
A double-edged sword, it seems to be,
In the woods, where wounds seek to break free.
So heed this tale of woods and skin,
Where nature’s creatures play to win,
Rapamycin’s effect, a caution sign,
In the forest’s realm, where wounds entwine."
(With a little help from ChatGPT)
Yes, I haven’t been in the wilds for a while and I had forgotten how flies, mosquitoes, etc., can eat you alive without you even knowing it.
The mosquito and fly bites I received, mainly on my ankles itch like hell and are larger and redder than they normally get, and itch and persist much longer. Pretty sure rapamycin is responsible.
