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Naturally, I have in the past engaged in the American pastime of looking at pictures of skin lesions on people to gross myself out. Well, now I've got one all of my own, and it's really not as bad as my imagination made it out to be. Current theory from the doc is it's some miscelaneous spider bite that got all infected and goo filled (But it looks special enough that she's sending off some of my goo to get cultures made of it. You get super doctor lovin anytime any part of you turns green) So I got some antibiotics that smell like boiled eggs (gross!) and some codiene that my body metabolizes before it really does anything for me (Um, at least they're good at making me drowsy before bed?) and I get to mostly just hang out and redress my arm every time my super awesome Batman bad aids get all nasty looking. I'm also using it as an excuse to eat a lot of steak, since my body seems determined to shove every white blood cell it can find out of my arm.
As fas as the pain of having a bis nasty hole in my skin, it's mostly a dull ache. Even poking it directly has about the same amount of pain as poking a pretty harsh bruise. That's pretty much what I wanted to share. When your body decdes to unzip at itself to spite you, it's not as bad as like, someone cutting the chunk out of you.
Time for more beef!
As fas as the pain of having a bis nasty hole in my skin, it's mostly a dull ache. Even poking it directly has about the same amount of pain as poking a pretty harsh bruise. That's pretty much what I wanted to share. When your body decdes to unzip at itself to spite you, it's not as bad as like, someone cutting the chunk out of you.
Time for more beef!