Since I haven't posted for a week - gasp - I thought a great topic for my return would be about vomit, snot, and drool.
I vomitted yesterday. It was as gross as I remembered it; since I hadn't made that sort of trip to the toilet in over 5 years, I was hoping that maybe I would never have to experience that again. Don't worry. I am not going to describe it with any further details.
I remember having to clean up some of my brother's vomit once, though. And ya know, it didn't bother me too much. It was gross, yes. But it did not even produce the gag reflex.
Hubs experienced drool for the first time a few years ago when we visited our friends and their twin baby boys. Not only had Hubs never seen drool in mass quantities, but he had also never felt it on his skin. Drool doesn't seem to gross me out that much. Good thing. We have a dog who drools regularly at 8am and 6pm.
Now snot, is a totally different ball game. I. cannot. stand. snot. Especially the thick, green, gooey mucous. Thinking about it makes me gag. Seeing it makes me cringe and gag. And what's worse is when you wipe a kid's nose and the snot creates this long stringy glob from the kleenex to the nose. Please hold while I gag. This is going to be a major hurdle when I have children and they cannot yet care for their own noses. You might be saying, "oh you'll get used to it feather," but I don't think you grasp the magnitude of how this grosses me out. Even when a person, ya know, sniffs up their snot because they don't want to blow it out all the time. That, also, grosses me out. Especially when I can hear that the snot is at that space between the throat and the nose because now the person has to choose whether to swallow it (I'm about to dry heave) or blow it.
Please say you know what I mean.
I doubt I will ever get over this aversion to snot, but if I am watching your children or if I am caring for my own, I know I will buck-it-up and wipe the snot!