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Sofie 'Melle' Werkers ([personal profile] bubosquared) wrote2001-08-28 09:58 pm

Ack, ack ack!

Possible phobia hopefully successfully avoided. Agh, ew, ick! Hate maggots. Am unbothered by any other creepy crawly, don't care that might have eaten thousands of fruitflies in past, but. Ack. Maggots! They live off ROTTING MEAT, people!

Have cleaned. With much bleach. Never ever used bleach in my life. Did now. Hope got rid of maggots and smell. Gagged all the way through, and woul've thrown up had there been anything in my stomach. Never ever thrown up for non-physical reason. Wanted to shower with bleach. Didn't. Took long, hot, luxurious shower. Did not help to calm down.

Shit, shit, shit. If these things aren't gone within a week, I may very well develop a phobia here. Argh. Must not freak. Must actually make dinner in now maggot-free kitchen. Must not let fear get away with self.

[identity profile] meimi.livejournal.com 2001-08-28 01:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmm, just make sure to keep the kitchen really clean so as to not attract flies to lay eggs. x_X

[identity profile] bubosquared.livejournal.com 2001-08-29 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I will. I think it was the combination of garbage and hot weather that did it. :(

[identity profile] ex-verdandi713.livejournal.com 2001-08-28 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Wanna hear my mom's never-fails-to-draw-a-crowd disgusting maggot story from back when she was still a practicing nurse? Huh, huh? Didn't think so. :-D

[identity profile] bubosquared.livejournal.com 2001-08-29 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh no, do tell! Stories don't bother me. in fact, even maggots don't bother me. Just the fact that they were in my kitchen. Near my food. Didi mention they live off rotting meat?

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[identity profile] ex-verdandi713.livejournal.com 2001-08-29 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
The exciting story involves a 12-year-old boy who lived on a farm in rural Massachusetts, got into some kind of an accident involving the house furnace and severely burned both his legs. He was at a local hospital for about 3 weeks, fell into a coma and was transferred to my mother's hospital in Boston, where they noticed as they took him in on the stretcher that his bandages...were moving around on his legs. Upshot was that the local hospital hadn't changed his bandages for *three weeks,* all the flesh had died and when they unwrapped it, there were so many maggots you literally couldn't see his actual legs. A whole team of nurses and doctors went straight for vomitsville and he had to have both legs amputated above the knee.

So...yes, maggots live off meat. All *kinds* of meat. [shudder]

[identity profile] bubosquared.livejournal.com 2001-09-02 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Jesus Chris.

That reminds me of a story my mom used to tell me about her cousin. H'd fallen off his bike and broken his leg. So the local hospital slapped some plaster on it, not worrying about the fact that there were several huge wounds on the leg. He was supposed to be in the hospital for a week or three.

Except the kid keeps complaining about the pain in his leg, but the hospital staff shrug it off and basically tell him to suck it up. After a week his dad basically kidnaps him to another, bigger hospital, where they cut away the plaster to discover the kid's leg's infected with gangreen. They managed to save his leg, but it was a close call. A day later and he'd have lost it.

MOral of the stories: small town hospitals -- bad idea.

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[identity profile] ex-verdandi713.livejournal.com 2001-09-02 08:23 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, you ain't kidding. Get yourself to a large city teaching hospital or you're going to have big problems.