Why You So Abscess-ed with Me?

Disclaimer: Ok, kids. It's gonna get dirty. If you aren't ready for medical talk of abscesses, click back to the cute picks from Friday of Adam Rodriguez now!

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Over the weekend a lovely sorta swelling and paining made it a task to walk, sit, bend over or any other basic action verb. I was in misery. Anchoring myself to the couch for an endless stream of Turner Classic Movies was my only numbing agent (well, that and the Percocet)


In the past three days I have daily visited the Concierge Emergency Medical Care on Chambers Street, where they have been draining my abscess and my bank account (Oh the joys of being uninsured... Where is that great medical reform those Tea baggers are so up in arms about?)


The doctors and nurses have been super nice and helped me set me up a payment plan for this massive debt I've incurred. Plus any place that lets me sack the lollipop basket is alright with me. Guess they felt they couldn't deny me a pink lemonade, tangerine and root beer sucker after being lanced and drained.


I'm feeling better today. Everything is kinda back to normal outside of this gauze protective "diaper" I'm wearing. I'm even going back to work tomorrow, sexy limp I've developed and all!

Not entirely sure why I'm sharing this, but it's real. It would have taken much more energy than understandably I can give right now to chat about sun dresses.

If you need an emergency clinic that deals with you quickly, professionally and like a human being: http://emcny.com/

I highly recommend them. Just tell 'em Mac with the abscess sent 'cha!