I'm having a strange year. First, my basal cell carcinoma, which was removed with little fanfare back in September. Second, my breast cancer, which has been well-documented here. And now, for some reason that I cannot understand, I am experiencing the most painful of all: an abscess (in a very embarrassing place).
I tried to do the right thing. I noticed it and went to the doctor. She said to try soaking in hot baths, and it might resolve itself. I did that. It didn't. It got worse. I tried tea tree oil, ground up parsley, baking soda mixed with lemon juice and Vitamin E. Still no luck. So today we went to Needham's finest emergency room -- once again -- and the kind doctor did her thing to the abscess. It hurt some and was overall just plain gross. Now it's draining, and it still kind of hurts, and it hurts to sit, and I'm kind of wondering why all this is happening to me.
I guess it's true: bad things come in threes. So I should be safe from here on in, right?