Just came back from the doctors where I had minor surgery. What? I hear you scream. Why? You also scream. Are you going to die? Your continuing to scream.
Yes. I am going to die. We all are. Humans have a mortality rate of 100%. I’m not going to day today though, at least not from what the doctor diagnosed me with, which was Abscess (if you click on the link there is a picture, mine was nothing like that, mine was maybe 20 times that size and all red, not kidding, not funny).
While showering on Saturday I felt a lump in my left armpit. Yes armpit. Stop laughing. On Monday it had grown a bit bigger. On Tuesday I couldn’t get my arm down my side (looked like I had really big abs). Today it was enormous and hurt quite a bit.
When I got to the doctors he gave me a shot then brought out the scalpell and cut me open. The puss poured out (I could get more graphic here but I wont). Then he patched me up.
I got a prescription for antibiotic, really cool lilac ones! Which he said will totally fuck up my stomach. Nice! That’s about it! Feel sorry for me… or I’ll kill you.
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