Attempting to get a good grasp on my whitehead, pain surged through the bump on my hand as I prepared for a splat of pus to pop out.
Only, there was nothing…
After waking up in the early hours of the morning on 30 March this year, with a sudden pain in my finger, I left my hubby Stephen, 25, asleep, trying not to wake our kids Ethan, eight, Blaze, seven, and Poppy, five, as I staggered to the bathroom.
Trying to get a better look in the light, that’s when I saw a spot that had emerged
