Sunday, 11 December 2011
This one's for you, Pat.
I have an infection on my hand. It started as a small burn from when I brushed my hand against the oven ceiling, but it has refusedd to heal properly. I didn't think much about it until today; it leaked, and mother ordered me to leave a cotton swab soaked in alcohol on it overnight. I am quite fascinated by infections. All I can think of is the heroism of the white blood cells that march to the site of inflammation and throw themselves headfirst into a war where they will founder and fall, giving themselves over to the greater cause of a healthy kingdom. Selfless sacrifice on a microscopic level.