The best thing your body has produced *warning-grim content not suitable for weak-stomached persons*

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Once, when I was about 20 my toenail started to hurt, I looked at it and it didn't seem different, but I noticed that the toenail was a teensy bit in the skin. I got the nail scissors out and cut the nail. It was like peeling open a can of ready-roll pastries-there was a small pause and then a pop as a small river of brown pus rolled out over my toe. I spent a happy half hour or so cleaning under the nail, and then over the course of about 6 months it grew out. I was almost sad when I said goodbye to the last thickened nasty toenail.
It has never happened again despite my best efforts to the contrary

I had a cyst the size of a marble over my collar bone. GP said he couldn't do anything because it would leave a really bad scar so I stabbed it with some tiny scissors (needles hadn't worked) and it took me a marvellous 30 mins to squeeze all the white goo out. I still have a squeeze occasionally when I can see a bit of a lump forming.

well.juhnelle the same thing happened to me, I had to put a plaster on to draw it out. It happened the next week on the other side of my nose and never again.

Happened to my brother too

I had stitch abscesses after minor surgery. The wound was shallow but quite wide. I didn’t know they were stitch abscesses but the wound was painful, red and itchy. I snipped the knot on one of the stitches and gave it a tug and a small pus eruption broke loose. The relief was immense. There were 4 or 5 stitches. I removed them all. The wound opened up but I had a decent stash of sterile dressings, so I swished it clean with TCP or surgical spirit (ouch) every day and changed the dressings regularly. It took weeks to heal up but it never got manky again. In hindsight, I would have been better going to my GP for antibiotics.

I had the massive clots with a post partum haemorrhage. They had to wheel me back into theatre to sort it out and as the theatre staff hoiked me onto the trolley to take me back to theatre I was able to survey the battlefield in my bed. Some of them were the size of fists.

My MIL asked my FIL to take pictures of the cyst on her back before and after surgery because she knew I “like that kind of stuff”. When they visited for Christmas (pre-COVID) she asked if I wanted to see them. Stupid question!

Over the summer I had a huge, painful boil-like spot on my back. I had to burst it because it was so painful. As well as lots of pus, inside the spot were eight - yes, eight - hairs that had been coiled up inside the spot

I have loved this thread so much.

In my family, we are not very far evolved from apes. Not excessively hairy, but between my being between about 8 and 12 my Dad got ill. Won't give illness details, but he also developed stress excema on his scalp. Only thing that soothed him was me picking it off in lumps, grooming like Apes.

I put down my picking mania to that.

@RaspberryCoulis

My Fibroid. Nothing really in the image to indicate scale, but it was measured as 15-20cm in length before the op.

So shiny and smooth! It looks like a baby dragon could hatch out at any minute.

I haven’t got any great victories to share, but I feel this is a good place to confess. Sometimes when DPs skin is going through a good patch, I encourage him to shave his pubes so I get some ingrown hairs to go at... am I a bad person?

Oh and a gross picture of today’s tonsil stones if anyone doesn’t get them

I had a laparoscopy to diagnose endometriosis. My consultant showed me the photographs from the op & pointed out the endometriosis patches on the outside of my womb, the ovarian cyst I had & the fact my ovaries & tubes were grey instead of being a healthy pink colour. When I had my gallbladder removed the consultant showed me my spleen, liver, gallbladder & bile duct on the photographs. My mum watched my C section in the reflection on the chrome light above the table & how there was blood squirting everywhere when I haemorrhaged after they delivered ds. I was too drugged up to know but she told me afterwards that the theatre floor was covered in blood. My mum had a pelvic floor repair when I was living at home, she got an infection & haemorrhaged after she came home, by the time she had gone back off to hospital every bath towel we owned was in the bath soaked in blood, I was left to clear up & ended up ringing her friend to help me, there were clots the size of a lump of liver as we rinsed the towels in the bath before we put them in the washer.

I developed a wart on the side and f my wedding ring finger in my 20's. Not sure whether the friction of every day usage caused it to grown but it was the size of a large blueberry after a few months. I dutifully used a topical wart remover on it and because I was travelling around America at the time and staying on campsites, kept a plaster on it to stop the dust getting at it.

Then, fiddling with it one day, I could see it starting to come away and after a few days of coaxing, it came away completely leaving a pink crater underneath. It was the size of a marble.

I chucked it it a bin (landed with a thud) and I often think of my warty DNA somewhere in Philadelphia.

I stabbed a pencil into my thigh when I was a child and could feel the lead under the skin for years and years. About 20 years later DH and I (under the influence - not alcohol) decided we needed to get it out. I had sterilised medical equipment so we cut it out with a scalpel and steri stripped me back together. It had fat growing around it which had to be scraped away to remove it and no longer bore any resemblance to the tip of a pencil, just a solid grey lumpy lump. Shudder to think of what we did but it was fascinating!

@Nat6999

Finished31 My late dp had ascites due to liver failure, he had 7.5 litres drained, it looked just like what had caused his liver to fail, cider. My exh had plasma exchanges to sort an MS attack, the first time the old plasma was nearly as thick as wallpaper paste.

Mine was also due to liver failure was lucky to receive a transplant 9 months later due to a rare Illness. I thought it looked like pee.

Sorry to here about your dad x

Mine is not as gory or grim as some but it was very satisfying at the time.
I was lying in the bath when heavily pregnant with DS. I'd reached the point in pregnancy where your belly button kind of turns inside out and I noticed something kind of sticking out of it. I had a good old furtle and managed to extract something the size and shape of a squashed broad bean. I guess it must have been the accumulation of the previous 30 years worth of dried skin and grot and just took being massively pregnant for it to work its way out.
I promise I do wash regularly and even have the occasional poke round in my belly button with a cotton bud but I've never found anything so glorious since. That must have been 14 years ago and I've not been pregnant since, nor am I likely to be, so who knows what's lurking in there now!

I remember being a teenager and having a hard lump on the edge of my nipple. I would squeeze it regularly and get what looked like white toothpaste curling out of it.
One day it just kept going and going. I could actually move the white stuff under the skin from different areas and push it out.
Eventually no more or it was forthcoming but I could still feel a round pea like ball under the skin. I squeezed hard and there was a load SNAP, like someone clicking their fingers. Out spooled bright green silly string slightly smaller in diameter that the white stuff. Again it kept coming and coming. When it eventually stopped I could still feel a hard grain of rice in there.
I squeezed even harder again, there were multiple crunches and a neon orange worm spooled out, again slightly thinner in diameter than the previous green.
Unfortunately after that it disappeared and I have never had any spot that has been quite so rainbow coloured or satisfying. It was over 25 years ago and I sometimes use it as my 'relaxing" memory when I can't sleep!

No story to add but...

How cool would it be if someone started a thread ‘I’m a dermatologist/aesthetician, AMA’

😁

When I was about 19 /20 (over 20 years ago) I had a really bad outbreak of warts on my hands and was referred to a clinic to burn them of with dry ice.

Was flippin painful but the blisters that came up under the warts were magnificent and hours of pleasure in popping blisters and picking of the warts . Did the trick though no warts ever again

@CurlsandCurves

No story to add but...

How cool would it be if someone started a thread ‘I’m a dermatologist/aesthetician, AMA’

😁

and I'd be saying.

"Can I have a job helping, I'll work for free!"

Come on people, tell us all about your epic sporny moments, I've been following this thread avidly and I need more!

This one isn't the best I've had, but it is like the gift that keeps on giving. You know the little bumps on your areolas? Late in my first pregnancy, those bumps became like white head pimples, able to be popped and a little bit of white pus squeezed out. It's now three years later and they have never gone back to normal. Having a shower causes the "whiteheads" to appear, and I pop about 5-10 of them daily.

I'm oh so jealous of all your sporn.

Please keep them coming!

I’m checking my body daily for potential sporn but there’s nothing. The disappointment. Gonna have to check DH. He has quite good spots sometimes.

@FlyNow Are you sure it's not milk?

I had actual maggots eating their way out of me. Mango fly 🤮 scarred for life both physically and emotionally. It was the actual worst thing ever.

Easter 2 years ago. 3am. Obviously I posted on here at the time with pics before trundling off to ED to get them pulled out, where they all gathered to have a look and took pics.

As a teenager I felt a lump under my pubes, had a little poke around and a squeeze and about a golf ball of foamy white pus came out with a firm thick green core. It was epic, and sadly has never happened since.

@BastardMozzies

I had actual maggots eating their way out of me. Mango fly 🤮 scarred for life both physically and emotionally. It was the actual worst thing ever.

Easter 2 years ago. 3am. Obviously I posted on here at the time with pics before trundling off to ED to get them pulled out, where they all gathered to have a look and took pics.

Outrageously remiss of you to post this tale without a link to your previous post. Sounds amazing traumatic...