I am turning to Reddit because my sister won't answer the phone. and 3/4 of the time she's mean to me anyway occasionally you get the good sister side.

After the hurricane in Houston in July I got bit by a brown recluse about 4 weeks later I got another bite then I got five bites ... then I was a medical mystery.

Two infectious disease doctors two surgeons visits that cut almost 2-in by 2-in holes in my back for necrotic tissue and one of the spider bites tested for skin cancer! but the surgeon didn't believe it and my doctor didn't believe it since I ended up with six bites. so they are supposed to be getting a second opinion on a second opinion in the meantime.....

(not MRSA not virus and not fungal)

Repeatedly being told you're a medical mystery is only fun if you're Gregory House!

Now that the second hole has closed up after 7 weeks with excruciating pain and me bandaging it backwards using two mirrors, the new dermatologist wants to go in and do a punch biopsy into what is almost an open wound still! The scab just came off yesterday.

Y'all I don't think I can deal with it! I can't deal with the bandaging, I can't deal with what if it was actually skin cancer and I have to have another 2-in hole in my back. I am literally nauseated as I talk.

I feel like I need to grab someone and marry them just so somebody can help me bandage the hole in my back. I hired people twice and both people even though they were getting paid only showed up twice and then abandoned me. I am pretty much in this alone and have no clue what to do I can put it off but how does that solve anything? Except for I am emotionally tapped out. I don't know how I can do this. I finally felt good healthy and whole and now this!

Anybody got any ideas, suggestions or encouraging words?