Eww! Yucky!

Woohoo! A day of nothing!! Even though I still have one exam left, I feel as though I'm done. It is totally not the case but... ehhh!!! Right now I'm just going to skim through my manual and then look over it more in depth as I get closer to the exam. I really shouldn't stress about how I did because thats really out of my hands at this point.

During exams and maybe a week before, this rash developed on my right arm. It looks like it has developed into excema. But then I think on Wednesday I noticed this freakish looking lumpy thing on my right shoulder. It looks like an enlarged pimple and you could visibly see the pus in it. It apparently is a staph infection that comes from bacteria that can live on your skin, and enters through openings (cuts and so on). So I showed my mom and she freaked out so we went to the medicenter. Yeah, I was actually counting on that. I still feel like a kiddie when it comes to dealing with medical needs.

Anyways, the doc rubs and checks out the arm, says its a staph infection and leads us to another room. Now he has to take a razor and cut open the lump and clean out the pus and blood. He quickly cuts a cross on the lump, widens it a bit and scoops out some stuff. Its relatively quick and clean and its magnitude felt like that of a getting a needle shot (not much). I always find it easier to watch whats happening to you, as opposed to looking away and not knowing when its going to happen. Anyways, they patch it up, give me some antibiotics and send me on my way.

When I first saw that thing, I kinda ignored it and was just wishing for that thing to go away on its own. Of course, I think it got bigger. I had no idea what it was and that kinda scared me as I don't at all feel invincible. I'd like to think I've come a long way from being an elementary school midget (its disheartening that right now a grade 5 schoolgirl can be just 3-4 inches shorter) to some kinda tough guy now, but wow are we humans ever fragile. I really hated getting colds and fevers, because this was something happening inside you and I felt I couldn't really control it. And trying to just let your immune system handle it could be a very bad idea. At least with a broken bone it would just be "don't move that f!@#$%^ limb and it'll heal."

Yeah, thats all for now.