On the other hand, when I have real symptoms I tend to just blow the off or glaze over them. I've thrown my back out I don't know how many times in the past couple of years, but I always grit my teeth and self treat with heat, ice, and ibuprofen instead of seeing a doctor or chiropractor about the situation. I just assume in a few days the whole thing will be a memory.
But, this one has somewhere caught in the middle of the two.
It started with what I thought was a very itchy bug bite on my forearm near my elbow. A little blister, which popped pretty quickly and scabbed over. But then a new blister formed right beside the scab. And popped. Then another right at the outer edge of those. Which also popped. And every so often would leak a little clear fluid - you know in that way bites do sometimes. Then last night it was itchy and red all around the scab. This morning I woke up to this:
I don't think that's good. It has me concerned. A Dr. Oz level of concern. My imagination is running wild with thoughts of MRSA or some flesh eating virus. While the female off spring has me convinced that I have either a) been bitten by a brown recluse, or b) have West Nile Virus.
The flip side of paranoia is that if I go to the doctor I will pay for an office visit to be told that it is a slightly infected bug bite - keep it clean and put hydrocortisone on it.
As that internal debate rages, I cleaned it. Put some hydrogen peroxide and antibacterial ointment on it, and am now sprouting a very stylish Star Wars band aid.
I think it looks a little better already. Don't you? (please say "yes")