Not in the metaphorical sense. This time.
Friday, January 4, I posted this status update on Facebook that some of you might have seen:
I have an enormous zit or ingrown hair on my right butt check that needs to be popped. I just thought y’all should know.
Because that’s what it felt like.
Here’s what it looked like early Saturday morning, January 5:
At that point, I started to think it was an ingrown hair that I had maybe scratched and irritated somehow. I mean with the light fuzz and all, and being in a rub zone, that’s always a possibility. Right?
In the days after that, I decided there’s no way it was a zit. It felt like there was a nodule below it. Almost like it was a cyst. And nothing would really come out when it was squeezed. Because I kept trying to squeeze it.
I had the Husbear attempt to pop it a couple of times. Ouch. That didn’t really make it any better. And not much of anything really came out when he tried, other than some white sludge.
Then it started leaking. Kind of. More like draining. So I put a band-aid on it. When I pulled the band-aid off at night, it was disgusting.
I knew I needed to go to the doctor. Not The Doctor. But my general doctor.
Here’s what it looked like four days later on January 9 after visiting the doctor:
Here’s a slightly better close up:
The doctor thought it was possibly a spider bite. Which is highly probably considering where we live out in the country. He also thought maybe the bite wound also contained staph. Joy. So he put my on the most powerful antibiotics I have ever been on in my life. And also I had to irrigate the location and apply some antibiotic ointment to the site multiple times a day.
He also said the entire picking and attempting to pop it that I tried didn’t help matters any.
10 days after visiting the doctor. The Band-Aids are tearing up my skin:
19 days after visiting the doctor. It’s getting better:
And here we are, 42 days since I first noticed the problem, and 37 days after visiting the doctor:
I’m really hoping that discoloration goes away from where the bite site was.
I’m not sure what the moral of the story is, other than: if it feels like a big zit, it probably isn’t, and I should probably get it checked.
Until next time...