So I kind of shrugged off the two bug bites on my foot. I sat in the park with sandals. Shit happens. But I slept like four hours last night because I kept waking up and scratching. Just scratching and scratching. No matter how much awake Shruti knows not to scratch, sleeping Shruti is kind of a bitch.

And the stupid foot has been itching all morning. And now it’s kind of burning. I’ve been trying not to scratch, but I got back from class, and looked at my foot, and I’m officially freaked out. My pinky toe has swollen to two times the normal size and it’s brighter than my nail polish. And now it hurts.

Last night in my half sleep, half awake, scratching nightmare, I imagined cutting off my foot, and then finding the stupid bug that did this to me and squishing his entire family while he watched.

This week is really the best week ever.