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       I have a story.
       By: Sila Date: August 19, 2015, 4:48 pm
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       Okay you guys, I hope you're ready.
       So if you don't know, I have moderate excema and it can get
       pretty bad at times. Right now I've got it behind my knees,
       along my shin, lower back, neck, and a lot on my inner arms.
       My dermatologist prescribes me a Vaseline ointment, and tells me
       to apply it in huge amounts all over my body- and then put
       clothes on over that and let it set for a few hours. It traps
       moisture in the skin and massively accelerates the process of
       regaining healthy skin for someone like me.
       I come home from work and I'm super sweaty and itchy (This was
       maybe an hour and a half ago), and so I decide to try out the
       new ointment. I take like three huge handfuls of this stuff and
       blob in on my skin and then spend like twenty minutes rubbing it
       all over (Hot, I know).
       It became pretty clear as I was slimy with like half a pound of
       this stuff that there was no way I could handle sitting in my
       own warm Vaseline gloop for the rest of the evening, and so I
       decide to shower, remove most of it, and maybe try again with a
       smaller amount.
       This stuff is hydrophobic and doesn't come off easily in water
       at all, and I spend like thirty minutes frantically scrubbing
       trying to get this stuff off my skin. I'm already panicking at
       this point, though I had no idea what was to come.
       The ground is getting hella slippery from the Vaseline I was
       getting off, and so I've got my feet all pressed against the
       side of the tub so I don't slip around.
       I turn the water as hot as it goes, hoping the heat will help me
       get some more of this stuff off.
       The fricken hot-as-shit water blasts me in the face and I flinch
       back slightly, reaching for the faucet and[size=18pt] SWOOSH
       I FALL DOWN, LAND ON MY BUTT IN THE TUB- I'M SLIPPING ON
       VASELINE AND CAN'T EVEN GET TO THE FAUCET TO TURN THE HOTTEST
       FRICKEN' SHOWER WATER CONCEIVABLE THAT IS BLASTING ME IN THE
       FACE
       I'M BURNING AND PANICKING AND CRYING AND SLIMY AND I CAN'T DO
       ANYTHING
       I PLOP OVER THE EDGE OF THE BATHTUB AND LAND ON THE FLOOR
       CURL INTO A SLIMY PITIFUL BALL AND CRY
       at this point my mom's banging on the door like "Are you OK
       wth?!"
       "NO MOM I'M NOT OK, I SLIPPED AND I'M ON THE GROUND AND BURNT" I
       more or less say at her, being hard to understand with my
       dysarthria even when I am not a Vaseline-soaked, pitiful mess on
       the bathroom floor.
       Anyway I am ok now, a bit slimy, and in a pit of a pouting-mood
       regarding the pitiful nature of my existance
       but I survived mayonnaise, I can handle Vaseline [/size]
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