Satan's Bite

My bug bite is getting worse. It's now four inches in diameter, plus it's starting to hurt. The bite happened on 6/6/06, causing me to wonder if Satan had anything to do with it. I never saw what got me; perhaps he nipped me when I wasn't looking.

Yesterday seemed like it was time to see a doctor. I asked my supervisor if I could go downstairs to the urgent care clinic, but she thought that a hydrocortisone cream would take care of it. She said that I could go today if it didn't work. Well, it didn't work, but today she thought that it looked better, so she said to just take a benadryl tonight. She said that if the house doctor happened to come to my floor, I could show it to him. (She just didn't want a nurse to leave the floor.)

My favorite doctor was the house doctor tonight and he did come visit. It was embarrassing, but I opened up my top so that he could see the boob bite. Finally, I got some action. Oh, that didn't come out quite right. What I meant was that he did something. He got on the phone and called in a prescription for an antibiotic. If it doesn't get better in two days, I'll need IV antibiotics. It's cellulitis.

The doctor did say one annoying thing, the infection could be caused by an ingrown hair on my chest. Just so you know, I do not have chest hair.There were two small holes where each tiny fang entered my skin. Chest hair, indeed! A tiny bit of peach fuzz, maybe, but not hair.