Last night while flossing my teeth, seeing little flecks of food residue splatter on the mirror (A topic for another blog-is there a cleaner way to floss?! Those food bits have to go somewhere.)…something happened. Something cringe-worthy... My just-used floss caught the edge my nail and flicked tooth-crusties right up my nose.
In shock, I paused at how disgusted I felt…I’ve felt this before, this uncomfortable, wrong on so many levels kinda feeling…
To which another memory popped up. One I’ve been hesitant to share for its similar level of uncomfort and embarrassment.
Once, as I was clipping my toenails, I bent over to shorten ole’ big toe, always requiring an little extra umph. I clipped. It flew. I flinched. Eyes fluttered.
Just like one of those scenes in a movie where a football flies in slow motion to hit a side-viewer right in the nose…this nail clipping landed directly in my eye.
Panicked, I mirrored-up, removed the nail, and felt grateful it didn’t land pointy-side up. Ah yes, that feeling…so similar…I wonder to myself if others have this feeling.
My mind flashes, there is one more…one that I expect to be more common. Empathize with me here…
You know those times when your poo plops more than expected and your contaminated toilet water splashes up on your bum.
Let’s all shudder together in disgust.