I have a few yucky scabs on my legs from that real life thing I've been frequenting lately. My school has a Health Academy program.

Today, some Health Academy student that I've never seen before asked if she could poke one of my scabs so she could determine whether or not it was infected. Wanting a diagnosis (from her undoubtedly expert technique), I told her to go for it. Poking and prodding later, she told me it wasn't.

Weird moment.

I got something in my eye on Sunday night that was large and was very difficult to get out. By the time I managed to get a few pieces of it out, my entire eye had become bloodshot and sore. There still was a piece of it in my eye though, when I went to sleep. During the night my eye created so much goop to try and get the thing out, that I woke up 3 times with my eye sealed shut by the goop. It continued to create the goop yesterday, so all through classes I was sat there picking the dried goop from around my eye. I'm lovely.

I may have reindeer herpes. My wife Mary is very suspicious. I keep telling her that you can get it from cleaning out their pens, but Mary doesn't believe me, she's seen the way Prancer looks at me.

I had a shower today for the first time since I broke my leg over a month ago.

Is your skin all scaly?

in places yup.

It's always a bit distressing when the bath water looks like soup.

I always have to take a short shower after I bathe. ...Otherwise I just feel dirty. =/

(Not really TMI, but not a lot of yuck going on right now.)

I was very ill (not hungover) on the night of boxing day. One symptom of this was that I had the rather unusual sensation of pissing through my bum. Urk. Between that and the vomiting I lost 3kg (about 7lbs) in one day. This has got to be the first time I've lost weight over Christmas.

At least I'm not the only one! I had a lot of "oliebollen" which didn't agree with my stomach. I managed to light all the fireworks I got, but after that I spent the first few hours of 2012 on the toilet.

does anyone else get the poop shivers with diarrhea?

strangely, no
but i do have yet to come up with a way to ensure that nothing gets in my nose during the copious vomiting as of late. fortunately it happens less often than usual.
chocolate and cheese. ew.

Speaking of getting in the nose I've been meaning to share this. I was eating some (steak)fries and somehow managed to get a chunk of one up there. After drinking some and waiting to see if it would dislodge it started to itch like it wanted to make the full trip so I picked up a napkin and gave it a blow. Out it came with a nice loud pop like a plunger being pulled out of a tube. Fortunately nobody was around so I didn't have to find out if it was audible outside my head.

Now I'm hungry :/

The Dutch in the south of the Netherlands really do like their chips...

Diarrhea shivers? It was difficult to tell under the vomit convulsions that make me literally go from normal to dripping with sweat in 30 seconds. I do hope that I can't be reinfected with that one otherwise the first week back at uni will probably be very messy - I'm sure some of the students will be passing it around.

vomiting down your chest into your cleavage sucks. so does having to be held up so you don't choke on your own vomit. i think i know what "projectile vomit" means now.

I think that would only count as projectile vomiting if it bounced off of a wall down your cleavage.

I don't think I'd mind being sick so much if it weren't for the way the bits get stuck in your nose.

Yesterday somehow the consumption of 2 beers made me vomit. I almost didn't make it to the toilet on time, but even though I did, I didn't manage to get my head properly placed and so got chunks all over the toilet seat. Yum.

Today is a poop day. I have hardly been awake that long and I just keep having to poop.

Some drunken flurb projectile vomited into the fire pit during a bardic smores session. Worst stench ever. Fortunately, everyone was gone enough to think it was hilarious.

While changing my son's diaper, I got some poop on my hand. I can't go wash my hands until I deal with the wiggling one on his changing table, so I had to just use a wipe to clean the mess off my hand until I could get to the sink. After getting the wiggling one changed, dressed again, and put in a safe place; I forgot to go wash my hands for a while.

Don't tell my husband.

Too much tomato sauce made for an orange-red poo this morning.

thanks to having a mostly healthy diet lately i haven't had any gas, but i broke it for an ultimate chicken burrito from del taco that was incredibly disgusting and didn't even taste that great. as a consequence, farting was all i did the entire time i was in bed. ugh.

As someone who doesn't really drink I think I have to re-evaluate that. The last couple of months I have drank more than in the last couple of years, but my birthday night must have been the queen of drunken nights in the last couple of weeks.

I became so drunk I could hardly remember anything from the night I spend (hopefully) laughing with my friends.
The next morning I had a mad face looking towards me as I probably behaved as a douche, and was reminded of it but not
Told how far my douchebaggery went. What I do know is that my left knee is battered and now have big black bruises but... Still don't know how.... Ah well.... Back to doing sports and drinking water

My roommate cooked a spicy dinner today. Main ingredient? 10x more the amount of sambal then the recipe said. Apparently he read "dinner spoon" instead of "dessert spoon". And not just some dinner spoon, the biggest spoon in the whole kitchen. It's just not spicy unless it's firing out of both exits, if you know what I mean.

Bless you, hope you're feeling better now!

Scratched my head and unconsciously started picking at a spot on my scalp. Now I have blood in my hair

Yeah, all better now.



That sounds like a great way to get out of school. Simply scratch your head in class a bit and go "Oh my god my head is bleeding!". Then run out and enjoy the rest of the day off.

But seriously, sucks. I know how you feel :S

Had my tonsils out and my uvula is about five times the size. Probably normal due to post-healing swelling, but sort of terrifying, and I'm still asking daddy if it's normal. also, have to remember that even while a small amount of blood is okay, that "blood" was probably cherry popsicle.

Excuse to eat lots and lots of icecream! (or popsicles)

I don't think she can have dairy, because that usually increases the risk for infections.

TMI for me...I've been having an issue with my jaw lately when giving bj's. It's been popping out of place to the point where I can't easily pop it back in like I used to. Recently it did this to the point where half of my face was swollen and sore the next day. This happened to me once when having a root canal (I wasn't giving a bj at the time, just extended wide mouth opening) and the oral surgeon had to pop it back in himself, because I couldn't. Fun times!

Eek Lo! you might be able to get a doctor to look at that or fix it. doesn't sound good.

I'm not supposed to have dairy because of infection risk, but the doctor said that it's better I eat something, and so far pudding is the only thing that goes down easily with minimal pain. I just have to drink water afterwards. I'm also on preventative amoxicillin, so that helps. But I have never felt more "D:" than when the scabs came off and I bled for about ten minutes from the back of my throat. Luckily stopped, and the pain is better, but super scary.

additional TMI: I haven't pooped for a week until today due to not eating much and constipation from medication. I'm about to poop for like the third time today! Hurray!

Nah, there's nothing they can do for it, it's just how my jaw is. The only thing really is to take breaks if it happens to much and try not to pop it out of place if I can.

Yay! That can be such a relief and feel so good when it happens.

After Lo's last post I demand this thread be closed. I can't take this kind of shit, really, I can't. The concept of Fuzzy junk is terrifying enough without the new fact that it can DISLOCATE jaws with it's mighty heft.

Edit : syuu, you've been buggering around with my profile again!

Clogged the toilet. \m/ Not only do I not know how to fix it (the cycle of waiting and flushing was completely ineffective), but right now I have no desire to. I'm sleepy and talking to my favorite person in the world. :3

Had a panic attack the other day because the other half (at the time) couldn't find the "m" string.

I can't find it, either.

WHAT IS IT?

I've never heard this term before.

http://www.mirena-us.com/index.jsp?WT.mc_i...7&WT.srch=1

OH. Dude, IUDs freak me out. It's a completely irrational fear on my part, but gaaaaahhh.

So. Today I learnt that pap smears are different in the UK.

(I should have learnt this before now, oh my God, I have been living here for 6 years. I switched my spellings before I got my ladybits checked out. Bad Candice. Bad. Do not follow my example, kids.)

There were no stirrups! And NO PAPER GOWN. I wore a skirt, so I just had to take off my underwear, lie back, think of England, put my ankles together, and spread my knees.

I'm not sure which method I prefer. Not needing the paper gown was awesome. Those stupid things are so flimsy that you might as well be fully naked. Having the actual smear done without the stirrups was a little... uncomfortable. I mean, it's never a fun experience. No one (or almost no one) thinks, "OH BOY! Time for someone to check out my cervix! I cannot wait!" but I felt like things weren't as... open this way. I don't know. It was just weird. Also, there was no breast exam, so I didn't have to be all awkward and not know where to look as someone was feeling me up. That was a bonus.

I'm a little crampy now. Like I just had really deep, rough sex. That's new. So, of course, I decided to share that fact with the forums. You're welcome.

Well, there has been a bit of a poo theme on here recently, so I think it's appropriate to share that after eating sell-by-date bacon bits in a spicy stir fry I think I pretty much created a cow-pat in the toilet. Euw.

Continuing the poo theme, it seems that the Skiddaddles that I acquired in London have a laxative effect if you eat too many. Still totally worth it though.

You know I can't believe they are still together.

I really cant.

It is a completely unexplainable phenomenon.

It's impossible!

I really mean it, they couldn't possible still be together.

You know, my ass cheeks... after that monster poop I took.

I hate to change the theme here, but...

An awkwardly placed ingrown hair led to a nice scare today. If anything, I'm rethinking the effectiveness of my "Wait, so, you don't have any STDs, right?" pre-sex ritual. Nothing like that moment of panic.

Generally I would recommend asking about condoms...

Well, always.

Er, usually. >_>

When my friends are sick, I like to scare them by making up std's that they might have.

I had a lot of sex recently and my nether regions are rather irritated. I'm hoping it's just irritation because it's mostly just sore and itchy and not like a yeast infection or something.

...Sore and itchy is prolly a yeast infection. Take a shower?