Meet Ferdinand

One day in March, I decided to take my yearly shower. I was in the shower, doing shower things ;) when for some weird reason, I put my left hand up in front of my face. I noticed this weird, veiny-blue (the color, it didn't look veiny) bump on my ring finger. 

It looked sort of like this:

Haha, that's the 7th picture that pops up when you Google image search "veiny blue." But it did actually sort of look like that.

Anyway, it hurt too! I was like, "Double dang! What the heck?" So I poked at it 'n junk and was like, "Whaaaaa?" So the next day I showed all my friends.

After a couple days, it was still there and still hurt, and it actually hurt a lot, so I sterilized a needle and poked at it. It bled, and after a few pokes on various days, the pain went away.

The bump didn't look like it was going anywhere, so I decided to name it. His name is Ferdinand Xavier Montiescu. And he his my friend. See:

He is smiling because we are friends.

Anyway, I decided I better make an appointment at Wardenburg in case Ferdinand was cancer. So I did. The guy didn't know anything. He poked Ferdinand around, almost to the point where it would have been grounds for a sexual harassment suit. The doctor said I should make an appointment at the Sports Clinic. FINE.

So I did. The closest appointment they had was like 17 weeks away. Whatever. So I finally go to my appointment, and I get an X-ray. Neat! And I'm glad I got one because it gave me something to do for the HOUR+ THEY MADE ME WAIT. Even neater. So I finally get in there. The woman looks at it, says it's a blood blister and it should go away in four to five weeks. BUT IF IT DOESN'T, come back and wait 32 hours and maybe I'll tell you, "Deal with it."

So I left. And waited. Ferdinand didn't hurt anymore, and he wasn't blue either. So four weeks rolled around, which brought us to the end of the semester and finals... yeah, I just had LOADS of free time laying around in which to sit in the Sports Clinic waiting for an answer I could have Googled.

So Ferdinand and I are still chillin'.

I really think that Ferdinand is just a message that I should be frickfrackin' married already. I mean... IT'S ABOUT GD TIME, AM I RIGHT?!?!?

I do have very nice hands though. EXCEPT FOR THAT HUGE CANCEROUS PROTUBERANCE THAT WILL PROBABLY SPAWN ALIENS THAT CAN ONLY SURVIVE ON HUMAN FLESH.

They will look like this:

I'll call him Ferdinand Jr.