Wednesday, August 12, 2009.
As I was taking a shower this morning, I noticed 2 things.
1) The burn mark (in the shape of a ring) on my right index finger turned white in the heat and the water. You know how your skin loses its color when it's dead, but it still looks the same color because it's next to the rest of your skin? (Does that even make sense? Is that even relevant? Point in case: My skin was white in a ring shape, and it was freaky.)
2) As I was looking at the burn mark, I noticed that on my middle finger, there was some brown stuff near the side of the nail, and some white stuff under it. My very first thought was that it looked like my skin was rotting. Following that thought, I realized (because I was completely calm and did not panic after realizing my skin was rotting) that the white stuff under the brown stuff must be the already dead and decayed skin. Yes, blog viewers, I had successfully- in my infinite knowledge- diagnosed myself with leprosy. That was my precise thought that moment- I had leprosy.
I, in my panicy state, threw my hand into the water, and the dirty stuff washed off. But that's how my morning started on Wednesday.