Sometimes bodies are gross.

For example, mine is doing awful yucky things right now but I'm so fascinated I'm going to share. Because it's like that.

I got a spider bite, I think...or a something bite, or perhaps it's just the strangest pimple in the world...it's on my thigh and I discovered it after itching the spot madly for the duration of two Scrubs episodes. It had a head (again, more like a bite than a pimple) and I used the traditional methods of "go-away-gross-thing-on-my-body"--I popped it. No harm, no foul....

But, after two days, it's redeveloped a head and what looks to be an inch and half circle around it (Poison? Infection? Cellulitis? the spot is warmer to the touch than the rest of my skin). I popped the head again today and was treated to all sorts of pus (yum!), after which I agressively swabbed the spot with tea tree oil (I'm out of rubbing alcohol) . Now the wound is weeping clear fluid. Again, and again, and again, and again. And again.

It's gross, but fascinating.

Bodies are funny that way. And gross.

I wonder if it's worth going to the doctor for?