First, have to thank my 41 week pregnant wife for letting me go hunting Saturday. Figured that would actually trigger her to go into labor, but no go. So, with the green light, my buddy and I headed to a piece of public that we’ve been waiting a long time to hunt.My plan was to shoot a big buck then welcome the “little buck” to the family, just like it happened to my buddy not long ago. Got in the stand after 1.5 hour trek through the swamp and had a big doe walk under my stand 15 mins in! Came right from the bedding I know a big buck lives in. Plan’s going to work, right?! Um, nope. Only deer I saw. Made it back home bummed neither of us got one, but still had high hopes.
Woke up yesterday with a rash. Oh no! Put some cream and took some Benadryl. That should take care of it. Handful (6+) beers stressing through the Packers and Brewers game probably didn’t help matters though. Woke up this morning and can’t open eyes! Not good! Unfortunately, I had walked through some poison sumac
and went to the hospital for some drugs. Wife said “I bet you’re not going back there are you?” 
My response: “Heck yeah! When’s the next SE wind?” 
This really sucks, but I’ll heal and get back after that big buck. I think I will wait till after “little buck” shows up though.
