The skin

I cannot imagine my skin full of all those red spots, now all in various stages of evolution. Initially, on the irritated skin the spots where not so visible, then they started rapidly to fill with a translucent liquid. After a few days some popped leaving a crater like scar which developed a very visible red-brown crust and other remained full of the liquid which changed from translucent to a dark yellow.
Yet in the night I sometime wake up and forgetting about my new skin I try to touch it only to find a disgusting texture, like a sandy surface filled with irregularities. I retract my hand quickly, disgusted as I realise the new state of my skin.

Inside

It seems that in my case it was not the skin outside which had to suffer as much as all the tissues inside. First it was inside my mouth and then in the back of my throat until it was so deep I could only feel the pain each time I eat or drink something. For several days I could not eat and could drunk only water and even the water was causing me pain. It was the pain of touching everything in the back of my neck, then the swallowing, and then the pain went down as deep as the scarred tissue was probably reaching the stomach. The only small comfort I got was from the drops of poisonous anaesthetic with I took before eating in order to calm a bit the pain. It did not helped much but I think in calmed at least my stomach so craving for food.

Next it was the right eye. On the inside of the eyelid a spot appeared which could not grow it’s bubble so started leaking the liquid on the eye. Each 15 minutes I had to clean it until I got almost professional at it. It seemed like a cyborg maintenance task: force the eyelid up, away from the eye, use a clean ear stick to remove the yellow liquid. Use another clean ear stick to finish cleaning. Clean with serum. Press a dry, disinfected tissue. Start over in 15 minutes. More difficult it was during the night as in the morning I was waking up with the eye shut, filled with the yellow liquid which dried and crusted.

Now that the throat and eye seems to be better the pain migrated somewhere bellow my ear inside my skull. I feel it higher, deeper in channels I did not knew existed and cannot imagine their name. I wait to migrate away.

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