No, because I have moved a hundred times in the last four years so I didnt have the internet all the time. I am stable at the moment so everything is okay.
Have a mouth full of blood and stitches as I have just had an apicoectomy (cyst removed from root of tooth with local anesthetic). Most horrible experience of my adult life and my gums now hurt a lot!!!
I got an infected root canal once. That was a horrible experience. My face swelled up with puss and when they drilled the hole in my tooth it exploded out into a smelly mess in my mouth. Even the dentist was like damn that smells. And of course the pain was horrible.
Tasted like....fine moldy cheese...covered in rotten apples and raisins. Looked like Greek yogurt with a raspberry swirl of blood.
I had an absess once. Was quite satisfying when it drained. Like a good double cream with an iron after taste. Delicious and nutritious.
I occasionally get tonsil stones that smell like rancid cheese. If they don't come out on their own, I work them out of my tonsillar crypts with a q-tip. I should probably have my tonsils taken out at some point. Just thought I'd share.
Did I ever tell you the tale of my sceptic fingernail? That stunk. I could unhinge it towards the end, which was fun. Was a shame when it fell off.
Men just love exchanging nasty smells (or just stories)... like Jeff Foxworthy said, it's a guy thing *_*
I did I tell you about the time I picked up the dead mouse and it's belly ripped open and maggots poured out. I about barfed on top of all those squirming maggots.
I'm getting acupuncture for the first time in about 30 minutes. I'm a little nervous. If I watch needles poking my skin I'll pass out.
That's like the time I set a rat trap at my old apartment in the kitchen and it decapitated the rat. I came home and found blood all over my wall and the refrigerator. The head must have launched across the room, because it wasn't anywhere near the rat. I had a fun time cleaning that up. I picked the rat up by its big nasty tail and threw it in the trash.
I once came home to a decapitated squirrel on my kitchen floor. My dog must have left it there. I never found the head.