Just when one abscess wound is pretty much healed another steps in, raises its puss covered hand and says “Hey! What about me?”
I am not going to lie, I am pretty upset. This isn’t the grapefruit that was removed at the beginning of this year, far from it but this feels like 4 steps back from “I am feeling SO good!” times, you know, like a couple of weeks ago and for the last few months! I don’t have to try very hard to have a good, determined attitude but man, it gets challenging to keep it up when you keep getting punched in the gut (or in this case the ass) when you are not looking. I just wanted to rip off my shirt, pull my hair and wail “fuuuuuuck” when my surgeon gave me the news. Sure, I can bandaid with antibiotics but just letting it fester could lead to another grapefruit, sepsis or gangrene...Seriously?! What a way to trim a few inches off of the back forty “Don’t mind that gooey mess on the floor, that’s just a chunk of my butt, the smell should clear out in a few. Here, let’s light some incense...”
If you are new to my blog I soothe myself with dark humor. I was crying when I started writing this but now I feel better after making myself laugh, at least I think I am funny and right now that counts a lot.
This is all I have for today. Hopefully I will be in a better mood by the time I add to this blog.
Hang in there.
Until next time ❤️