Gross

It's okay if you don't want to be near me after this. It seems I have come down with a case of athlete's foot. I seriously didn't know it until I happened to peek between my toes the other day. I showed my dad and he told me that I had fungus. I flatly denied it. But curiosity took me to Google (how all good medical diagnoses are made) and to my horror I realized that I had the precise symptoms of toe web (interdigital) fungus, which is athlete's foot!

This has made me the brunt of the jokes in my family. My sister slapped a sign on my door labeled "Unclean: Fungal Contamination Area - Enter at Your Own Risk!" I find it only mildly amusing. I marched myself to Walgreens the next day and bought Clotrimazole, antifungal cream. I've been applying it religiously, morning and evening so I can join the rest of society again.

Sherise Lee2 Comments