"What are you here for?"
"My finger."
"What is wrong with it?"
And then I show them the centimeter of red and everyone in the triage laughs.
I decided to stop trying to treat myself with saltwater soaks and got a culture. It is MRSA, a resistant community acquired bacteria. I'm on my third course of antibiotics. I've only take antibiotics three times in my memorable life. This fourth event (three different meds over 30 days) is the longest. And nothing really worked until the base of my nail popped free. The color is fading, and the pain is easing.
Instead of a picture of my sick finger, I give you rocks and my lovely girl for
love thursday. I thought you'd like this one just a little more. I love smooth rocks and her heart hoodie.