Emotional [_______]ing: Part 211:19:00 AM
Me: **knocks on door** Just wanted to let you know that I'm here. Boss: Everything okay? Me: **fighting back tears** I'm okay,...
Me: **knocks on door** Just wanted to let you know that I'm here.
Boss: Everything okay?
Me: **fighting back tears** I'm okay, just very, very angry.
Boss: What's going on?
Me: Doctors don't listen.
Boss: Time to get a new doctor.
|please ignore leg hair; was |
not taking a razor near that
she's a no fuss, no muss, no bullshit kinda lady.
For the past week, I haven't been going to the gym. Why? I think I had an allergic reaction to a *ahem* feminine care product. Immediately after using it, my skin got red, then itchy, then blistery, then the blisters popped, and the skin was painful and didn't want to heal. That was going on in the lady bits, and spread a little down my thigh.
|Please be kind; this is really|
hard for me to show.
Um. Err. WHAT?!?!? **scrubs brain of those images**