And the pine tar adventures continue..... On the second day that I used the soap, I decided that I wasn't getting enough lather on my washcloth to really make the "wonder" properties fully effective. I mean, after all, the only other people that I can figure use this stuff are burly men and pioneers, and I'm guessing none of them use washclothes. So I began applying the soap directly to my skin. I quickly discovered that the reason I wasn't getting much lather on my washcloth was because, well, the stuff doesn't really lather. It mostly just leaves kind of a muddy residue on the skin. When rinsing, it basically looks like mud is running off your body.
Also on the second day of using the soap, it took me both hands and considerable strength to pry the bar of soap off the shelf. Apparently it had somewhat congealed there during the night. I guess this makes sense, considering that both pine and tar are quite sticky substances. As the days have gone by, though, its adhesiveness has decreased as the bar has shrunk due to excessive use. That's a good thing, right?
The soap also leaves a black/brown residue on every surface that it touches--black where the actual bar of soap has rested, and brown where the remnants of rinsing have landed. This results in a rather dingy and somewhat scary-looking shower.
It was actually the third day of pine tar goodness before Ben got the joys of experiencing its scent. He had already left for work on the first morning that I used it, and he was out of town at a gaming thing on the second day. On the third day, however, he entered the shower, only to quickly exit it again, and inform me that my soap smelled like "burning tires." I think that means he doesn't like it.
In spite of all of these complaints, however, it was been fulfilling its purpose. After the first day of use, the PUPPPs itched less. After the second day, the rash had retreated back to just my stomach. Since then, I find myself rather itchy by morning, as if the rash is gearing up to spread, and another pine tar washing provides me with nearly itch-free comfort for the rest of the day. While I do have small red dots remaining on a few parts of my body, they have never become the angry red welts that I acquired the first time around, and the itching is no worse than a few mosquito bites, which is far preferable to the claw-your-own-skin-off sensation of the first time.
I believe that the soap works so well because one use dries your skin out completely--by the time I get out of the shower, my skin is so dry and tight that I feel the need to bathe in a vat of anti-stretch mark lotion. This is not a good-smelling substance either, but it's way better than tar scent. At any rate, it seems that if I keep up this regime, I will manage to keep the PUPPPs rash to a minimum for the duration of pregnancy, so aside from the time that I actually spend in the shower with my pine tar wonder product, I have a far more cheerful outlook on life than the last time I wrote. Only a month to go....