Hey, kids! I’m gunna talk about gross stuff as it pertains to the ghoul of flesh and bone that I inhabit laughingly called my ‘body.’ So here’s a fold, or an escape link. There are no diagrams or pictures and I don’t recommend googling anything here because I don’t want you associating me with grotty stuff.I’ve kept a fairly tight lid on what’s been going on in my life lately, because I am vain and it is gross. To use the technical term I learned today from the doctor I have some folliculitis, which is when a follicle, the thing that makes a hair, gets impacted and nasty. Bacterial infection gets inside and you get swelling, redness, bruising and uh, fluids.
Turns out there are a confluence of factors leading to this, and two of them are shaving, which causes stress on the skin and microtears, and that lets the bacteria get inside. Sucks! One of the other factors however is a pre-existing problem I have called psoriasis. This condition is something I’ve lived with my whole life and it mostly only ever incarnates in any noticeable way when I’m experiencing a large amount of stress. When I was younger, it meant things like the skin on my eyelids and hands became very peeled and dry, or my feet becoming total messes.
This time, shaving too much coupled with stress seems to have led to some truly grotty stuff going on under my skin.
Oh and the antibiotics I’m on for this taste awful, and I have to have them before food. So I’m sitting here, quietly burping, and feeling the gaseous taste of what amounts to dead seaweed wafting up the back of my throat.
I am a bit of a mess right now!
I’m going to start looking at things in my life that are causing me stress and seeing if I can address them. Things that are Just Going A Bit Wrong and trying to fix them, rather than enduring them the way I do.