There is a first time for everything

I have a boil. It is on my arm. Near my wrist. It is gross and painful. When I think of boils, I think of the ten plagues from the Old Testament - remember Moses and Pharaoh? How is it that I have a boil?

But I do. And I have learned that lots of people get them here. It's because of the heat.

At least several times a day, I think to myself, "I have a boil. I can't believe I have a boil."

And at least several times a day, I hold up my arm to Jerry and say, "I have a boil."

I tried taking a picture, so you could see it, but the photo does not do justice to the real thing. I did not even know what boils looked like until I got one. It started off looking like a pimple, but then the skin around it swelled up, turned red and hurt like heck. I asked around and was told I have a boil.

I have a boil. I can't believe I have a boil.