I'm the Juggernaut, bitch.

I was NOT supposed to update. I probably won't tomorrow or the day after. Maybe even after that.

My left arm hurts. You know that BCG mark on the left arm? It's called a keloid, and frankly speaking...my keloid is very unflattering.

So today, the father, who had an appointment with the skin specialist decided to drag me along because of those horrible scars I had after the fever I had recently. He thinks a lady's greatest asset is her face and he thinks my self-esteem is getting lower because of the scars. Strange. I always thought it was the hair and self-esteem is fine, thanks very much.

So, the doctor gave me some cream for the scars to magically disappear.

Then, the keloid issue came up. The doctor took a look at it and coolly said "Oh we can flatten that".

Okay. I was FINE. Freaked out, Insecure. Neurotic. Emotional.

How?

"We'll spray liquid nitrogen on it and we'll inject it three to four times"

Okay, the spraying part sounded good. Injections? Not good. In fact, it was horrible.

But I went on with it anyway.

Before the doctor got to the injecting part, I managed to ask him.
"How long are the needles?"

I'm not afraid of injections, it's just the needles that freak me out.
"Oh they're the smallest needles"

Okay. But I still was FINE.

And then, the injection part came. I turn my face away as I always do when I feel my body being stabbed jabbed with a needle.

But then, the pain became worse with every injection.
"Ouch!!! Pain!!!" I screamed loudly. For the sake of hash browns, woman, you're twenty! Not four!

"Yeah, it does hurt a little"

Four times the keloid was stabbed jabbed.
"How long do I have to do this?"
"You have to do this every month"
"Monthly?" I whimpered.

He nodded.
"It's 3-4 jabs a month. It's usually for 4 to 6 months"

Fuck, I thought. This better work. I will cry if all this pain I went through went to waste.

Is it flattened yet? No. Don't expect an overnight, instant success, says the doctor.


It still hurts. I'm still fidgeting around like an ape, which isn't very nice.

If I come out yelling at you, I'm sorry. I have been jabbed.

You have been warned.

*****

I need ice cream. And a big fat hug.

*****

Random joke.

*father goes out to buy bread*
*Man United scores*
*father comes home*
"See, you went out and Man U are leading"
"What?"

*10 minutes later*
"Don't go out! They'll score if you do"
"Won't take long"
*not even 5 seconds later: stupid Ronaldo scores*
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO OUT!"
"Hello, if I leave the pliers there and people see it and rob our house, how?"
"Pfft! You could've waited til the match ended!"

Hah, see? He actually wanted ManUre to win.

Now, they're up against Arsenal in the 5th round.

Karma's a bitch.

Guess what, karma? I'm the Juggernaut.