
They didn't warn you about what a festering scar the TB jab would leave; I
mean as if it wasn't bad enough that some friends had got away with not
having to endure it thanks to their reaction to the test vaccination.
Buggers.
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Everything was fine until about a week later when the mark refused to go away - sitting there in an arrogant fashion on my arm. A year, five years,
ten years, fifteen years later it was still there.
Small, pink, lumpy and fleshy - it'll stay with me for the rest of my life.
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