My mom claims it looks fine. She gave me a big bandaid to put over it so my jeans wouldn't rub on it. I got my endocronlogist appointment moved up to the end of October. Its hard to tell if this is legit high hematrcrit type stuff I'm dealing with or just me freaking out about work and turning my anxiety subconsicously into physical issues. I swear yesterday some eerie voice told me to go to the doctor. But idk. Maybe I just made that up. I had a feeling this morning someone was going to die and then Loretta Lynn died and I was like "yeah, didn't see that coming."