I Turned into a Different Person, After Blood Transfusion | Animated Story about Transforming

I look at the photos taken two years ago and I am horrified. In the pictures, there is a beautiful girl and I understand that she is actually me and I even remember how these photos were taken, but we have practically nothing in common now.
In this particular photo, I am with my friend Jess... with my ex-friend Jess. We have been friends since the first grade at school, used to have a lot in common, and did not quarrel at all. We were as if looking in the same direction all the time. In fact, I adored her, and she loved me too.
But now I do not understand how I actually could share with her the love for rock, black clothes and playing guitar. This doesn’t make any sense... Me and rock, this is funny! In fact, I have completely forgotten how to play the guitar, and I don't even know how to hold it in my hands now.
It all started when I went to the doctor. Horrible boils appeared on my body, they began to spoil my life because after them, pockmarks and scars remained on my skin. I tried everything possible to get treated, but nothing was effective, they attacked my face, neck, arms and even my back. And besides everything else, they were also very painful.
In short, the doctor suggested the last treatment option, which was supposed to surely help me, but this option was very... controversial. He offered me blood transfusion.
If you only knew how fed up I am with furunculosis, then you would understand why I agreed to it without hesitation. Okay, let it be transfusion. In short, it was done on that very day and I had to spend about a week in the hospital then.
Strange things started happening the day after the blood transfusion. I looked in the mirror, which was on my bedside table in the ward, and saw the brown-eyed Didi in the reflection. Just imagine how I felt after living my whole life with sky blue eyes.
On that day, I even asked doctors, nurses, and roommates if they saw that I had brown eyes. I guess that they did not pay attention to the fact that I came to the hospital with blue eyes, so they reacted to my questions in a weird manner. Okay, for strangers, it is forgivable.
But when relatives and friends began to come to me, they all were shocked, to put it mildly, because by that time, not only the color of my eyes had changed, but also my skin color. It was becoming darker and darker, as if I had just returned from a holiday resort.
Doctors said that the changed skin color could be a reaction to the blood transfusion and I just needed to wait for some time. And I almost believed them, but after a couple of days, while looking in the mirror, I noticed that red hair began to grow on my head instead of white hair, and, what’s more, my face was getting covered with freckles.
Oh no, what's happening to me? I was more frightened not by the changes themselves, but by the fact that the doctors really could not tell me anything, except that this was a personal response of my body to the blood that was transfused into it.
A few days later, I was discharged from the hospital and it looked like I started getting used to my new appearance. In fact, it seemed to me that I even became prettier than before. After all, there were no drastic changes, just slight tuning.
But later I was disappointed because my mother made a cheese soup, which I hated, but I was really hungry. Expressing my dissatisfaction, I told my mom that she actually could have cared about her daughter, who had not eaten homemade food for more than a week, and could have cooked something special for her instead of that horrible soup.
Mom rolled her eyes and asked since when cheese soup turned into a guck from my favorite dish. She also said that it was really unpleasant for her to hear such words because the soup had been cooked specially for me.
I thought it over and realized that my mom was right because every week, on Sundays, I asked her to cook cheese soup with croutons for me, like the one that she has made this time. Indeed, I used to eat it with great pleasure, how could I forget this? Damn, what an awkward situation it was.
I apologized to my mom and said that I was just tired. Then, with great difficulty, I began to eat that horrible cheese soup. I felt nauseous and ran to the bathroom. The thing is that the cheese taste in the soup seemed really disgusting to me, like the cheese itself...

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