On Thursday evening I noticed a pimple on my right elbow. The boy joked about my having teenage elbows as I squeezed the pimple, careful not to aim it at either him or TLM.
On Thursday night I noticed that the area around my elbow was pink and tender. In bed, I couldn't lie on that side because it hurt my arm.
On Friday morning it had swelled up and felt like someone had lit a small fire under it.
Then I went to the doctor's, got a double dose of antibiotics and now it's normal size again. But it's still just the right temperature for a pocket warmer.
Thank goodness I'm left-handed.
7 comments:
That is why your mother told you never to pick your spots!
Wow, thank goodness for antibiotics!
I think it sounds more like a bite than a pimple.
I'm sorry but that's the best laugh I've had in ages (sounds totally like something I'd do to, and I suspect your story will not at all be a lesson to me next time I squeeze something).
Kazzer: she never told me that - only to put another cardigan on and not to talk to boys.
Antoinette: and thank goodness I'm not allergic to them :-)
nigel: I'd say it was an infected scratch. And yet I have no cats.
donnasoowho: I'm so glad to have amused you. Because if it happens to you, I will get the last laugh!
Ouch
I bet you didn't expect that.
Good thing it wasn't on your face.
angela: you can say that again :-)
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