07 November 2011

My gross spider bite is infected. After having to wait an hour for the pharmacist to mix it up, I decided against the prescription, because it cost 40$ and was going to interfere with my antipsychotic. I don't need antipsychotic woes on top of behind in school woes and constant urge to kill myself so that I don't have to deal with this shit woes. I don't feel anxious, but when it all feels like too much I take some antianxiety medicine and that helps some. Why the housemates can't be wuiet in the morning and let me get some fucking sleep is beyond my comprehension. I will treat with witch hazel and tea tree oil unless is grows and I absolutely have to give in. It grew with antibiotic polysporin.

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