lumps and bumps
so i found a small lump on my arm today a little bit above my wrist. I noticed it while i was obsessivly picking at my self. anyway, the lump was never there. this alarmed me, my first though being. "oh shit a lump" my second though being " maybe this could get me on mystery diagnosis".After i poked it and pinched it and felt it a half dozen times I decide that maybe the lump has been there all along and I never noticed it. I know that it hasnt being I know every inch of my body because of the obsessive tendency to chexk and measure expansion or lack there of every so often ( or hourly).
When i get home I show my sister and she says " ew weird" so i show adam and he goes "yeah thats a lump" " maybe its a broken vein" . Oh ok good a broken does that mean im losing blood somewhere? I had to find out what it was or at least find a beleivable diagnosis that was non threatning to my life that would appease me until I foudn somethign else to obsess over. so naturally I went in the pool. I was swimming for a while with mattie and Adam, and we got out went in the house. I look in the mirror and apparently there was a misquito that was working under cover for the Red Cross because it jacked up my face something else. I have a misquito bite the size of a fucking saint bernards head on the left side of my face. Sigh the universe works in mysterious way...
anyway, I gave my notice at work yesterday. That was sufficiently akward. Hi I got a new job so yeah i'll be leaving soon. Ok thanks.
Then I had to tell Faith I realy did not want to tell her it made me want to cry. I just wanted to go get her a job with me so we could keep talking about dogs and drinking dr peppers and wawa juices at lunch. so i was a littel sad about that.
but now i have my mosquito and lump to worry about sooooooo
When i get home I show my sister and she says " ew weird" so i show adam and he goes "yeah thats a lump" " maybe its a broken vein" . Oh ok good a broken does that mean im losing blood somewhere? I had to find out what it was or at least find a beleivable diagnosis that was non threatning to my life that would appease me until I foudn somethign else to obsess over. so naturally I went in the pool. I was swimming for a while with mattie and Adam, and we got out went in the house. I look in the mirror and apparently there was a misquito that was working under cover for the Red Cross because it jacked up my face something else. I have a misquito bite the size of a fucking saint bernards head on the left side of my face. Sigh the universe works in mysterious way...
anyway, I gave my notice at work yesterday. That was sufficiently akward. Hi I got a new job so yeah i'll be leaving soon. Ok thanks.
Then I had to tell Faith I realy did not want to tell her it made me want to cry. I just wanted to go get her a job with me so we could keep talking about dogs and drinking dr peppers and wawa juices at lunch. so i was a littel sad about that.
but now i have my mosquito and lump to worry about sooooooo