The world limits us enough, why do it to ourselves?

Train arriving at Columbus Circle

Her: It looks worse, you should go see a doctor.
Me: Nah, I’ll be fine.

Wonder how many people died saying those as their last words.

Been going to the gym like crazy cause summer’s usually my slow time and I wanna get in as much gym time as possible before things start getting mad busy. So I was rolling with my buddy Car when we got onto the topic of MRSA (pronounced “mer-suh”). If you don’t know what that is, do NOT google it, instead, just believe me when I tell you that it’s gross and deadly. I’m a germaphobe by nature – to the point that no less than a dozen people remarked why I’d wrestle since that’s so unlike me. Which goes to show, that as much as I hate touching stuff, hate not knowing stuff even more.

Feara ignorance > OCD hand-washing.

In any case, had just shaved earlier that week and rolled and had gotten some razor burn. After a week, it started looking bad. Like real bad. After HG put her foot down, went to the local medi-merge where the lady doc walked into the room, took one look at me, and said, “You’ve got staph, man.” It wasn’t MRSA – thankfully – but it was something dangerous and gross. She gave me some meds and told me to go home and shave, which I did for the first time.

Lemme tell you: (a) it was insanely painful and (b) it far worse than I thought.

Killed all of my weekend plans. A weeka antibiotics later, about 90% back to normal.

The psychological scars’re gonna take a bit to get over though.

Do you know I’m scareda flying? Was the international sales manager for a Fortune 500 company and terrified of flying. But I board that plane every damn time.

Cause the world limits me enough; don’t need to do it to myself.

So Thursday, back in the gym.

Course, gonna be covered in plastic wrap from head-to-toe but that’s really neither here nor there.

 

Location: in fronta piles of papers
Mood: better
Music: rolling in the deep the scars
YASYCTAI: Do the uncomfortable things. (always/3 pts)
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6 thoughts on “The world limits us enough, why do it to ourselves?”

  1. If you don’t know what that is, do NOT google it

    And that was exactly the first thing I did. And yes, I regret it.

    I'll be posting about my health issues too! And I'll have pictures!

    Glad you're feeling better.

    1. Of course you did – gross isn't it? Luckily, it's *not* what I got. Yes, I'm trying to rest up so the body can do it's thing and get better.

      As for your posting, you post and I'll read.

  2. Glad you're on the mend. Good timing for your "Nah, I'll be fine" post, though. A friend's mother died a couple of weeks ago in a completely ridiculous way. She fell down at home, thought she was OK, and died in the middle of the night from internal bleeding.

    1. Holy cow! Well, that's terrible to read. And, yes, I've got to learn to take these things more seriously. In my head, I keep thinking I'm 17.

  3. Ugh my friend's step dad died of MRSA. I remember talking about it with her a while ago in Murray Hill.. really scary.. I don't worry enough about this stuff. I mean, I guess I worry about so much that I don't worry about germs. Is there really that high of a risk of getting? Wrestled a LOT growing up, so I got ringworm once. That was gross! I should be more careful. I do wash my hands though and try to avoid touching doorknobs with my skin. Public bathrooms are just gross. I don't do any contact sports (not including sex, haha). I was planning on going to jail, sounded fun, but I guess I won't now.
    D

    Yeah, and I Google Imaged it because I'm an ass.

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