That was easy enough, until I realized, a few days later that I was allergic to waterproof bandaides. Who would have thunk!
I got a full on rash around my moles. I could not stop scratching...my back looked like a warzone and my hand just looked like a creepy eyeless face hand.
Once my back finally looked like a back...I noticed a large bump (I got a bra fitting and I think the nordstroms lady thought I had leprosy)
I thought this bump was my mole becoming inflamed or something. Then I realized that the bump was actually above the mole (because I can see so well, not! My sister told me). I started to think it might be a zit...a cyst....or even a boil. Eeek.
My sis got out the sewing needle because the pain was starting to become unbearable for me. I couldn't even sleep on my back (and I love to sleep on my back, oh and in fetal position). Now was the time to freak out. Though I think my sis is the only one I trust with a needle.
She started to poke me. With every prick I flinched...I honestly do not remember the last time I felt so much pain. She barely touched the surface and I nudged forcefully. Luckily something came out or this would be for nothing. I really wanted to be chained down or sedated (drugged would have been nice). She got me bad with that needle... and I screamed so loud that I thought my chest was going to burst. Tears in my eyes. Chrissy said the cyst was the size of a nickel. We gave up...it was just too tough to crack.
I got a call from my skin and laser peeps. Scheduled that appointment. Found out it was a BOIL. Apparently boils are heriditary. Got it taken down...all I got is a tube in my back. I look pretty dang spectacular.
A couple of days later it was time to take the tube out of my back. Brother said NO (he would barely touch it - I actually do not think that he did. I think he threw the bandaid onto my back). I waited one more day and got sister to take it out (because I know she is the brave one). That pretty much grossed her out to the MAX. She said she wanted to barf. Well it looks like the drain got plugged...there is still a lot of fluid in that hole...off to my physical. Maybe the doctor will find out whats wrong with me.
Apparently my skin doctor forgot to prescribe me antiobiotics...my new doc did that for me. How can you forget to prescribe antibiotics? I guess they wanted me to pay $20 every time I visit them. She got a culture.
Please let me be healed.
I was definitely at the docs for 2 hours. Got my boil cleaned up...girl stuff checked out..tetanus in my left arm...flu shot in my right arm...blood taken from my left arm (I forgot to eat that morning because I was nervous). I have been completely violated hehe. I think I am going to nap now.
Today, February 14...my boil is finally healed. Thank you Lord!
