I do, in fact, have a boo boo.
The kind that you treat with Abreva. No filter, baby.
Z has gotten a few cold sores a year since long before I met him. And don't get me wrong, I've gotten lots of less than desirable things over the years myself-plantar warts, regular warts, anal fissures (go childbirth!), hell I have chronic irritable bowel syndrom. But, damn it, I haven't had cold sores. When he gets one I stay far away until it heals.
In the last few years I've worried my luck has been drying up. June 14th marks 15 years since we started dating. How long could I really avoid the herpes simplex virus? Yesterday my lip started to tingle. And when I put some Abreva on it the area burned like mad. I also put some on the lower part of my lip to act as a control. There was no reaction whatsoever. It would appear I've got the virus.
My lip isn't that swollen. There doesn't appear to be a blister yet. Basically I can feel it, but there isn't much to see. I don't have anywhere to be today so I've been able to cover it with Abreva and let it do its thing. You know what? I've been dreading catching cold sores for almost a decade and a half. Well, it turns out it isn't the end of the world after all. What a fucking shocker. I could have spent all that time I obsessed about getting a damn cold sore actually doing something interesting. Oops.
These signs were on our seats at the basketball game so we brought them home for the boys. T declared his was a map. He is searching for the treasure.
Is it wrong that I'm already fantasizing about when he will use this?
Little man doesn't want anything to do with this when it is in the car, but put it in the house and it's his favorite toy.