My "gross-out factor" has always been pretty high and has only strengthened since having children.
In the last 6+ years I've applied pressure to a profusely bleeding chin that probably needed to be stitched. I've cut off the remains of a toenail that had been ripped off down to the nailbed. I've cleaned up my fair share of bodily fluids and have cared for so many fungal infections that I could do it with my eyes closed!
But I have never, EVER done anything that creeped me out as much as last night's adventure: ripping out a loose tooth that's been dangling by a thread for a few days.
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
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