While I was living in Vancouver, my boyfriend got a boil and didn’t do anything about it since I wasn’t there to assist.
So the next time I visited, it had already gone past the point of having come to a head and had proceeded to become encased in scar tissue, sinking back into his skin.
Naturally, my voice became elevated and I made him go to the hospital, where they sliced and drained it and told him he should have come in sooner. *eye roll*
What would he do without me?