It seems to be clearing up but the sore is still there.
I am so tired. I have been in bed, though my husband took me down to the beach and I got out of the car today since it cooled down. I have to move around some or I lose stamina FAST. I did not feel ready for a normal walk yet but will have to do one tomorrow even if it's inside here. The beach was very pleasant, very few people were around. I watched some boats go by and basically zoned out while sitting on a bench.
My immune system seems to be toast. I told the nurse, I plan to go to an infectious disease doctor. I did find one locally but plan to call him later when I am less housebound and over this. Maybe it's the stress, I've had a lot of emotional turmoil lately, regarding where life is going. Having sores bust out from the inside does not bode well for the state of my health. I spent years in panic of the red spots that meant cellulitis, now are non-chafing bulleye boils going to join the party to torture me?
The clock is always ticking and never leaves me alone. Like even now I am thinking you have to get up and make dinner, you have to wash some shorts in the sink to wear for tomorrow and make sure you have a clean dress. I'll do these things but is it normal to have to force yourself to do everything?