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TMI Thursday

TMI Thursday – My toe hurts, not that one, the other one!

by The Bare Essentials Today on October 22, 2009

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Ok, a few years ago, my uncle was diagnosed with dementia. My aunt had the patience of a saint. Who am I kidding, she really didn’t, but she put on a good show most of the time.

Now, I’m not making fun or anything because he had dementia. I think he was slightly off color before all of this came down anywhos.

So they are at home one day and it’s gotten to the point that he is mostly bedridden. He starts yelling to my aunt that he’s in pain. His toe hurts so bad that he can’t even stand it. So she’s checking out his foot to see if there is anything there and she can’t see anything. He continues his moaning and groaning about how much is toe hurts. She’s at a loss and not sure what to do, so she calls their podiatrist.

Luckily he makes housecalls, because there is no way she would have been able to get him there on her own. So, the doctor gets there and starts looking at his feet and sees nothing. All the while my uncle is moaning and groaning, oh my toe, my toe. It hurts so bad.

The doctor looks at him, starts moving his big toe and says, does this hurt. And my uncle says, not that toe, my other toe. So the doctor moves on to the other foot and does the same thing. My uncle still says, no not that toe my other toe. The doctor, very perplexed by now, asks my uncle to point to which toe hurts.

At this point my uncle promptly throws off his sheet and removes his robe, which he is buck ass nekkid underneath and grabs his pee-pee and says this toe! Mind you the doctor’s face is pretty much down there already since he was, after all, looking at his toe!

I bet they didn’t prepare him for this in podiatry school. It’s bad enough the poor man has to clip grody tonails all day anyway, then to be called out for a house visit only to look at an aching penis. Ewww.

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TMI Thursday
 

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So, I lived with this guy once. This very hairy guy. I’m talking Chewbacca hairy. Like he would shave (or make me shave) his back in the shower and clog the drains. It was gross.

 And that’s not even what my post is about.

 One day he had this pain. Near his bum. And he wanted me to see what it was. I was all eww, get a mirror, but if you *really* need me to I will. There was this angry boil type thing near the top of the crack of his bum. Last place I really want to be looking thankyouverymuch.

 We tried everything, hot compresses, cold compresses, etc. But it just kept getting angrier and bigger. It was disgusting. We did some research on the internet and it turned out it was a Pilonidal Cyst . What happens with this is that typically if they are not infected, they just develop under the skin. But they also need to drain. So you get this little “hole” for the pus to drain out of.

 There is really not much that you can do for it except go to the doctor so they can lance it and it will drain. Problem solved.

 Except he’s a dude. And he doesn’t like to go to the doctor. So he’d rather fix it himself. And by him fixing it, I mean he wanted me to sterilize a pin and pop it. My response:

No. Fucking. Way.

 So he did it himself. And it drained all sorts of gross stuff. And it got infected. And he had to go to the doctor and have it taken care of anyway. Silly boy.

 How I ever slept with him again after the hairy back and the cyst-y butt, I don’t know.

 I deserve sainthood I think.

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TMI Thursday! Gag me with a …..dick?

October 1, 2009

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A friend of a friend was at a party with her then boyfriend.
 Drinks, [...]

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TMI Thursday…Ass Candy

September 24, 2009

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So, my girlfriend once dated this guy who, um…er, liked a little anal [...]

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You want to put what in who’s mouth?

September 17, 2009

TMI Thursday!!!
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Once again, my TMI Thursday topic is not about me. But it’s [...]

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Where did the condom go?

September 10, 2009

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Ok, so this totally happened a while ago..I was in HS [...]

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TMI Thursday – Everybody Poops

September 3, 2009

 
So, for my TMI Thursday post I have a post about poop.
I have this friend. With all of his bowel issues, he should take stock in Immodium. And he’s gay. Not that it matters, just thought I would share.
So check it, he’s out on a date with his latest boy toy. They do dinner, they [...]

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