When I was young, (until I was 18) I didn't have any knuckles. Just dimples where knuckles should be.
My mom said that I could call myself an adult when I got some.
So, I wished and wished for those knuckles, so I could join the world of adulthood.
Now, I'm wishing and wishing for the days of dimples to come back.
My knuckles have been nothing but trouble.
First, I got some little bumps on my knuckle, that I wasn't sure about, so I went to the doctor. They were warts! G.R.O.S.S.!!! I had never had them before, and I didn't like them. So, he pulled out the liquid nitrogen.
Then came the enormous blister, then the pus, then the volcano, then the hand infection.
I'm guessing the outcome will either be amputation, or a scar on my knuckle. The question is, which looks worse? The scar or the original bumps?
This picture (which has been edited of course. Don't want to gross anyone out. See the streaking down my arm?), definitely doesn't do my owie justice.
Do you think this will ruin my career as a hand model?
Lessons learned: don't grow up, never go to the doctor, never wish for anything.
In other news, Millie has a new look. She makes it when she's trying to squeeze the life out of something/someone. Or maybe she's just working on a little surprise for me in her diaper.