<human>: Update to [my situation a week (only a week?!) ago](

So, it was MRSA. Is MRSA. I'm on antibiotics and the healing is going nicely! I was insanely pissed and broke down in the store I am working at, afraid that I wasn't going to get to go to my dad's (therefore staying here for a few more days) on risk of hurting my infant brother, and that I wasn't going to get to work. 

Good news is, is that the health department cleared me to work, since I'm taking the antibiotics and keeping the hole covered with a bandaid (which is somewhat embarrassing since it's on my face, but could be worse, right?) and I will still get to go home (BEYOND EXCITED).

Bad news is, is that my mother is still convinced these are all spider bites. Hers have turned black, so they're "cleared up" in her mind. I'm done trying to argue otherwise with her, she's a stubborn woman and it's frankly no longer worth my time. She's having me do a deep clean in my room one more time to deter the spiders.

There's been some bumps this week, but nothing too bad. At one point I was accused of "never telling my mom anything" because she didn't have my work schedule. So my brother ranted at me, trying to make me feel like a terrible person (this is pretty normal at this point). I was able to continue chanting (only x days left, only x days left) and guess what? **Here we are.**

Thank you for the people who commented and let me know I wasn't being crazy or anything about the shit I was dealing with. I'm getting to be in a better place now. I don't ever intend to stay an extended time with her ever again.

Could you distill the essence of the text into 1-3 sentences?
<bot>: Crazy ass mom gave me MRSA, believes it's a spider bite. Don't give a shit, I'm out of here.