What's the most disgusting thing that's ever happened to you?

[OverlyFragrant]

Let me go first because it happened just now.

My dog, leaning over me as I laid on my side, vomited right over me straight into my ear canal, down my neck and in my hair.

Brand new bedsheets and all.

Im so sorry to read this. It all sounds so awful and I can’t even begin to imagine what youve been through. Have you had support?

@DrCoconut Oh my God! That is gross! Why the hell would someone even do that in a video meeting? He sounds... lovely! Hope he got sacked!

When I was about 13 we had a very old dog and he was on his last legs. My mother and sister decided to take him to the vets. this was back in the day when vets were a luxury and most pets were seen by the cat and dog shelter. The old dog had never been in a a car before. My sister was driving our mother was in the back and my old dog was sitting on my knee in the front passenger seat facing the side window. My mother and sister got out of the car to see if the vet was open and I stayed in the car with the dog. Suddenly he started coughing. I opened the window so he could get some fresh air then I smelled the most awful stench. I turned to the right and saw that the poor dog had sh#t all over the drivers seat, all over the hand brake and all over my arm. (It was an old style car and there was no covering over the hand break like these days). Just then my sister and mother came back to the car (apparently the vet's was closed). My sister was almost vomiting in the street and our ever practical mother was trying to find tissues and plastic bags to try to clean some of the mess. My sister was just standing outside saying I don't care how sick the dog is he is not coming in my car again. My mother was telling her she was the only one that could drive and to get in the car and drive us home. I thought it was hilarious and couldn't help laughing. Half way home I looked at the dogs face and noticed his eyes had rolled, you could only see the whites of his eyes. I then realised he had died in my arms and burst into tears. When we got back home we wrapped the old dog in a blanket and laid him on the lawn I stood over him crying while my poor sister was backwards and forwards cleaning her car with buckets of water and disinfectant and an old toothbrush (to get the poo out of the hand brake) Our my mother was cleaning my jacket that had also got poo on it. We then had to take his body to the cat and dog home for cremation. It cost about 10 shillings (pre decimal currency).

Close the thread, you have won. You poor poor soul.

I too stepped on a slug with my bare foot. The slug was plump and well nourished and it squished between my toes. It was a bugger to remove - clung like napalm. You couldn't pay me to walk barefoot on grass again.

I sat down on my favourite bench in my favourite park and a yard or so away there was a pool of sick, smelling awful in the sunshine. I wondered why the park keepers hadn't cleaned it up and soon saw that they'd no need to bother ~ from another bench I watched, somewhat mesmerised, as pigeons, robins, crows and so on clustered around it, pecking. It was gone in an hour.

Nothing as awful as some of these but being shat on by a seagull and standing on a spider.

And I once found half a woodlouse in a sandwich...you can guess where the other half had gone.

Teacher... Quite a lot of gross stuff. Regularly work through clouds of fart, I think I am quite resilient these days.
The worst was when I was marking some books at home, with a little glass of wine on hand. Turned to the page and got a bogie, one end sticky, the other crusted, transferred to my finger. 🤢

Oh this would be my worst nightmare. I am completely phobic about maggots.

Had them in my kitchen once, a fly had got into the bin and laid eggs.
I came down in the morning to find them all over the kitchen. My DH was away, just me and DC at home, so I had to clean them up.
I managed not to actually vomit, but there was a LOT of wretching.

Another time, at work, I was an Industrial Relations Officer, working in a huge and quite old office/factory complex.
In a union negotiations meeting, hear a noise from above, then part of the false ceiling gives way (hadn't been fitted properly) and a dead pigeon covered in maggots falls on to the table. More maggots spilling out of the ceiling. 🤢🤢🤢

Oh, and stood on a slug in my then kitchen, fortunately wearing a sock. Looked around, saw more of the bastards, they had come in under the ill fitting kitchen door.
Cue screaming for partner to come and deal with them.
Much salt put down along the door frame.
The one I trod on left an imprint of it's body on the sock. Binned the sock, obviously.

Sending utter sympathies to the truly horrific stories ❤️

I was once friends with someone who hoarded animals. She went on holiday when it was really hot and a mutual friend asked for my help in cleaning out her animals as they were in a real state. Never seen anything like it. Rabbit cages not cleaned out and crawling with maggots. 20 rats in a small hamster cage. I feel sick thinking about it and it was 20 years ago.
Ds1 as a baby projectile poonami all over my clothes.
I shit myself once when I was ill and some of it went on the floor.
Recently one of my cats got trapped in my bedroom overnight and I woke up to her having a poo on some clothes I’d left on the floor. Vom!!!

My poor ds1 when he was about 6, ran to the toilet to be sick but didn’t make it in time so vomited all over the floor then slipped and fell over in it 😭 fortunately he laughs about it now.

Oh those are horrific. Maggots through the ceiling is as bad as it gets 🤢

I have two: I can't decide which was worse. The first was when I was queuing for the loo at a nice garden centre. I was just outside the ladies' because there were a few people ahead of me, and suddenly a man burst through the doors from the cafe looking panicked and promptly threw up all over me. He couldn't help it and was really upset. I did a very British 'Oh, don't worry - it's fine!' and then had to clean myself up as best I could in the toilets and go straight home to boil-wash myself and everything I was wearing.

The second was when our poor dog developed an abscess after surgery on her flank. She was on heavy-duty antibiotics from the vet and they'd suggested keeping her in overnight, but we'd not long adopted her from a rescue and she hated being apart from me, so I thought she'd be happier at home. I took her to bed with me, and at about 1am she let out an almighty screech and the abscess burst all over me. I'm made of pretty strong stuff and am not normally squeamish, but the smell of the stuff that was pouring out of her was so bad that I fainted and had to lie down on the landing floor while my DH (who handily has no sense of smell) cleaned her up, strapped a puppy pad to her because she was still pouring with the most unbelievable gack, and stripped the bed down. The quilt did not survive.

Oh, I've remembered a third - helping DH to put new felt on the roof of a shed at our allotment. I was holding a ladder while he went up to it remove the old felt, and as he pulled it off, I was showered with hundreds - and I do mean hundreds - of live woodlice that had been living on the underside of it. I couldn't do anything to shield myself because I had to keep both hands on the ladder so I had to just stand there with them raining down into my hair and bouncing off my face.

I have to commend your fortitude here. I'm not sure my OH wouldn't have been violently shaken as i propelled myself screaming and flailing towards the shower!

Also, was your wee dog ok?

@Avemariamacchesney- yes, our dog was absolutely fine. The abscess explosion actually expelled the foreign body that the surgery had failed to find (a Christmas tree needle, would you believe?!) which we found on her dressing the next morning. She's fully recovered now and we have an artificial tree! Thank you for asking ❣️

DH is lucky it was only woodlice. If it had been spiders, there's no way I would have kept hold of the ladder 😱

I'm so glad your dog is well. I can well imagine a tree needle doing that. Twice i have stood on an upended dog hair (how??!!) and the pain was shocking! Poor pooch.

I get the absolute heebies about shed spiders. Why are they always so huge?!

Was on a campsite in the States and went to the toilet block in flip-flops. It was pitch dark and I didn't know there was a swarm of tiny frogs trying to get to the water. Several squished between my toes. Sorry frogs

A man standing behind where I was sitting on the tube wanked into my hair.

Holy fuck@Wavingatboats- that is absolutely grim!! 🤢