Is It Naptime Yet

I’m not sure why anyone would want to see my huge cold sore, but since Sara doesn’t believe my previous description and would like me to send this most lovely picture into cyberspace forever, I guess I’ll show you.
Than you can:
A) Feel sorry for be.
B) Be prepared to see me in person with the cold sore.
C) Run screaming from your computer because it’s so disgusting.
D) Tell me that I should go into seclusion until the monstrosity goes away and you can teach my lessons and pretend to be me at a bridal shower and CEC on Saturday, which I can’t miss anyways.

Just remember I have no make- up on so I’m wearing glasses and have my hair pulled back so it doesn’t touch my contaminated face.

Also, I saw the doctor. She prescribed me a pill that I have to take 5 times a day and an ointment. I think she felt really bad for me. I also had x-rays done on my toe so she can tell me if I fractured it, but the treatment is still just tape the toe and wear hard souled shoes. I hate shoes and don’t have any summer hard souled shoes. So much for cute toe nails.