Right before I took this picture, I celebrated my last antibiotic from Cystal Gayle and her five cysters. Two weeks of medication finally over. My face has returned to something of a normal size, a very welcome sight. Additionally, my back has stopped aching from when they were removing said facial squatters - all that pushing down wrenched my back all sorts of out of whack. Rather than sore shoulders, I have a sore arm. Too much Wii tennis yesterday, I tell you.
I head back to Bloomington tomorrow morning, to my own bed, my own house. I've missed my friends and am so glad I spent the last two weeks travelling but will be happy to slip beneath my own flannel sheets tomorrow night.