Me and Aretha at the House of Blues

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Leprosy

I seriously doubt anyone likes having fever blisters, but I truly hate it!  Nothing makes me feel like more of a leper than having a fever blister staring back at people when they look at me.  I feel like I should be banished to a vacation on leper island with the other unwashed masses. When I was a kid I would stay home from school when I got a fever blister because I was so embarrassed about how I looked.  I would go to school sick, but not with a fever blister!  But now I have no choice but to go to work and pretend that my fever blister is not "that big" and people are "looking intently at me" and not my lip!  Most people are pretty nice about it.  I say, "Sorry, I have a fever blister."  As if I had some choice!  And they say, "Oh I didn't even notice."  I can almost convince myself of the fact that it is not that big until one person with verbal diarrhea looks at you and says, "What happened to your face?"  That's the reality check.  

This is really not much of a story.  People get fever blisters every day.  I am trying to blog more, but maybe this one could have been left out.  Maybe not.

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