Mom Ignores Pimple on Son’s Back until It Sharply Bulges and Appears to Move
The pimple on her son’s back goes unnoticed by Anna until it begins to swell and move. Anna takes matters into her own hands and goes to a fortune teller after medical professionals are unable to assist her in diagnosing the issue.
After a long day of household tasks, Anna was completely worn out. When her son Theo came up to her, complaining about the strange pimple on his back, she went to the living room to take a break.
Theo lifted his shirt and whined, “Mom, the pimple…it’s itching a lot.”
“Theo, oh my god! I was afraid of you! It’s getting redder, Jesus. “Theo, I told you not to scratch it,” Anna scowled, supposing it was just a regular zit.
However, her presumptions were incorrect, and when she touched the firm protrusion and felt it move, panic took hold.
“What in the…did that thing just MOVE??” Anna felt so shocked that she believed the lump had shifted.
“Mom, what’s wrong?” Theo inquired, but Anna feigned composure so as not to frighten her son.
Theo had a fever, which she discovered when she stroked his forehead. “Let’s get a doctor’s appointment right now, alright?” Says she.
Anna noted that her son appeared uncannily anxious about something when they were driving to the hospital.
She questioned, “Honey, what’s wrong?”
“Mom…” Theo took a big swallow. “Don’t get mad…but I have to confess something.”
“The problem is, last week I was playing with my pals. “Do you remember that strange woman from across our house? The ball landed in her compound, the fortune teller.” Theo disclosed.
“That gypsy woman?” Anna clamped down on the brakes, panicking. “What about her?”
“I kicked the ball into her garden, and she got really upset with me.” What language was it she chanted?
However, it sounded like an odd spell.
Theo narrated, “I was thinking if this pimple is the result of her curse or something.
After giving it some thought, Anna rejected the notion. “Oh, no…we don’t believe in that!” Despite the fact that she was becoming agitated, she hurried to the hospital.
Dr. Rowe at the hospital looked at Theo’s zit and told Anna it might have been a bug bite. After he completed a few tests, he gave Anna the reassurance that everything would be fine as long as she received the appropriate care.
But Anna remained concerned. “Doctor, I assumed that kind of acne was typical for children his age. However, why is it growing bigger and redder?”
Theo answered he was alright, other than feeling tired too much, when the doctor asked whether he could feel any other symptoms. Theo had always been an energetic boy, therefore Anna’s heart fell at this time.
“Theo, would you mind waiting outdoors? The doctor turned to Theo and said, “I need to talk to your mom about something.”
When Anna cried out, “Jesus…Theo!” and rushed towards the door, the boy nodded and had just barely made it across the threshold. Anna’s concerns increased when she discovered that Theo had passed out and had a high fever.
She asked, shedding tears, “Doctor, what’s wrong with my son?”
The physician declared, “Theo has a compromised immune system.” I apologize for asking, but I’m at a loss for words. Is there a chance that your son has been abusing drugs in any way?”
“Doctor, Theo wouldn’t do something like that. I am aware of my son. Refusing, Anna jumped to her son’s defense right away.
Given Theo’s age, Anna’s deepest worries had begun to surface, so she made the decision to visit the boy’s room at home.
Not until she looked through Theo’s backpack did Anna discover anything unusual in his room. A metal box with a small bundle of dollar dollars and a card that appeared to be an access badge in one of the pockets sent a shiver down her spine.
Anna quickly drove to the address using Google Maps, only hoping her son wasn’t involved in any unlawful activity.
When Anna reached her destination, she was greeted by unusual activity outside what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse.
At the building’s entrance, people were packing containers into vehicles, and everything she saw suggested that something wasn’t right.
As Anna ducked around the back of the structure, she noticed fruit-filled containers ready to be loaded into the vans. Out of nowhere, she was startled by a voice.
“Are you looking for something, lady?” Anna was gazing at a stocky man.
Anna made the awful decision to admit. I apologize for entering covertly.My kid Theo is the reason I came here,” she remarked. He might be employed here. He is currently terribly ill. I’m curious as to what’s wrong with him and how he got here.
“Theo? Are you the mother of Theo? The man startledly broke off.
Leading Anna inside, the father exclaimed, “He’s such a hardworking lad!” Here, Theo has a part-time job. Your son’s desire to assist you is something you should be quite proud of. Kind-hearted young man!”
When Anna saw how foolish it had been to mistrust her son, she started to cry. Examining Theo’s workstation, she headed home carrying the fruit basket the man had gifted her to Theo.
Her phone rang as she was getting into the car. On the other end of the call came the tight sound of Dr. Rowe breaking some heartbreaking news.
“Anna, the findings are in. Theo’s liver is starting to fail. He ought to be admitted to the hospital right away,” he said.
Anna angrily said, “I’m coming to the hospital right now,” and disconnected off.
Doctors were unable to identify the peculiar illness that Theo was experiencing. Anna realized there was another reason why he wasn’t doing drugs. That’s when her mind turned back to Theo’s previous reference of the fortune teller and the curse.
After driving to the hospital, she stormed into Dr. Rowe’s office and demanded that Theo be let out.
“I have a sick son, but your medical science is unable to heal him. I am able to rescue him. He’s going to the fortune teller with me. “Discharge him now,” she cried out.
In her heart, Anna felt that the only person who could save Theo was her gypsy neighbor who had cursed him.
“Do not tell me that you follow superstitions, Anna,” Dr. Rowe attempted to interrupt her. “Theo needs proper treatment.” Anna, though, would not listen.
She screamed, “You can’t keep my son here without my permission!” and that afternoon successfully obtained her son’s release from custody.
Theo’s huge beseeching eyes begged to know what the doctors had said as Anna drove home. He enquired, “Will I be alright, Mom?”
“The doctors couldn’t figure out what was wrong, honey,” Anna responded. You will, however, be alright. Pulling over directly outside the fortune teller’s house, she continued, “I’m taking you to the person who can solve this problem.”
Breathing out deeply, Anna found the bravery to knock on the woman’s door.
“Yes?” Moments later, an elderly woman wearing strange evil-eye bracelets and necklaces, as well as gemstones on her fingers, answered the door.
“Hey…Theo’s mother is me. My son told me last week that he was sick. The woman interrupted with a raised hand, to which Anna replied.
The woman snarled, “I cursed your son…and now, he has to bear the consequences.”
“Please, don’t…” Anna implored, folding her palms together. “Please pardon my son. He can only be saved by you. I cannot bear the loss of my son. All I have is Theo.”
The woman laughed evilly.
“Hmmm…how far will you go to save your son?” She grinned.
Anna begged, “I’ll do anything you want,” and the woman nodded, giving it some serious thought.
The woman said, “Okay, come in,” and threw open the door, gesturing for Anna to bring her kid inside. “But don’t touch anything.”
Anna entered a dimly lighted room filled with weird beads, shimmering candles, tarot cards, crystal balls, and feathers of all types. She was immediately overcome with fear.
The woman gestured to the sofa, telling Anna to “make him sit right there,” as Anna carefully sat Theo down.
“So, what is the status of your son? Allow me to assess the potency of my curse.” The woman raised her gaze to Anna.
She filled her in on everything regarding the zit and the doctor’s failure to identify the underlying cause of the issue. When Anna finished telling her story, the woman started laughing.
“You ignorant! She chanted, “You should’ve brought your son to me!” as she touched Theo’s forehead.
“Oh, I see. And that’s it! Your son can only be healed by the magic potion,” the woman disclosed. “$10,000…and your son gets to live.”
“Or he dies.”
Anna paused. $10,000 was a big sum of money for her as a single mother. But the life of her son was the most important thing.
“Please make the potion arrangements. I swear, I’ll bring you the cash! You must accept my words! But please, administer the medicine to him immediately to save his life.” “As the woman vanished inside,” she uttered.
The woman reappeared shortly after, carrying a bowl of warm mixture. She walked over to Theo and started adding things to the bowl while reciting something.
“He ought to recover quickly. It takes some time for the potion to start working. But wait, it certainly will, the woman said, turning to face Anna.
“Thank you so much!” Giving the woman $3000 from her purse, Anna sobbed. “Tomorrow morning, I’ll give you the remainder. I swear.”
“Remember this, and don’t attempt to trick me,” the woman stated glumly. “You already know what I’m capable of!”
With a nod, Anna drove Theo home. After several hours, his condition improved, and Anna expressed her gratitude to the fate teller.
She made the last payment to the woman the following day after driving to the hospital to see Dr. Rowe.
“Doctor, what did you say? Was I being overly cautious?” Anna gave Dr. Rowe a snarl. “My son is now on the mend. To the woman who gave him the potion, we are grateful.”
“Did your so-called fortune teller tell you what was wrong with Theo?” inquired the man.
“Who gives a damn? The fact that my son is now okay is all that counts.” Anna gave a smirk.
Dr. Rowe let out a sigh. “You carried a fruit basket that day to the hospital, remember?” asked the man. “Where did you get it from?”
“From Theo’s part-time job at the produce warehouse. However, why do you inquire?” Anna gave the doctor a fixed look.
Dr. Rowe said to his helper, “I still have it…one second,” and instructed him to get the fruit basket.
He lifted a Marula fruit out of the basket and said, “You see this fruit?” It is cultivated throughout Africa. The problem is, Anna, there’s enough moisture in this fruit to allow a malaria mosquito to thrive. The infection was probably carried all the way to the warehouse by it. And that’s how a mosquito bite infected Theo! We sent some fruits for testing, and you left the fruit basket here. You didn’t notice the symptoms sooner since the malaria incubation period is seven to fourteen days.”
Anna’s eyebrows shot up in disbelief. However, Theo is presently doing well. Furthermore, the potion…I mentally noted those “magical ingredients”—valerian root, Cinchona bark, and…”
Dr. Rowe grinned. “Well, your magician made a mixture after supposing Theo had malaria. However, the cure only provides brief comfort, so he needs to be admitted to the hospital right away.”
“Not at all! Doctor, I’m not falling for it again!” Refusing to give in, Anna stormed out of the hospital, only to see Theo unwell and fatigued in the car once more. She fled back to Dr. Rowe, helpless.
“As I already stated, Theo requires appropriate care. Anna, there isn’t a superpower. There’s no magic potion available. Simply admit Theo to the hospital as you should,” Dr. Rowe advised.
All Anna could do was listen. Theo spent more time in the hospital before being released a few weeks later. Although she was relieved that he was finally okay, she felt she still needed to help.
With her car parked outside the fortune teller’s home, Anna threw a ball into the garden of the woman, breaking the window pane.
Anna was shouted at by the irate woman when she opened the door. “You said once wasn’t enough. I have yet to receive my money. I’m going to curse you right now.”
Shoving a book into the woman’s hand, Anna marched at her with fury. $3000 for herbal remedies? What a deal! I came to give you this, lady: a book that dispels your delusions about your extrasensory perception. I hope it’s helpful to you.”
