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Posted (Darcie) in Me and My Spasticity

     I saw this slide show on my MSN homepage today.  It sort of caught my attention because I’m just a tad bit spastic when it comes to germs and bacteria and all that fun stuff.  I haven’t always been this bad.  You’d think that when my kids came along I might have let a few things slide because you know, nothing says I love you sweetie like a mom who won’t share a water bottle for fear of lingering backwash.  Yeah, um, it seems my kids only served to intensify my OCD tendencies though.  Something about my toddler’s inclination to scavenge and scarf down random food particles left over from meals past gets under my skin.

     I guess I never noticed before how nasty stuff was.  The gas pump, for instance.  Ick.  Cold hard cash.  Do you have any idea how many grubby hands that ten spot has passed through?  Hotel rooms.  Doctors offices.  Gymnastics facilities.  Chuck E. Cheeses.  Oh the list goes on and on.  I’m beginning to worry myself though because I’ve started to hold my library books by the corners.  Seriously.  Library books.  You may not have considered this before but think about it.  I read in bed from time to time.  And in so doing I’m transferring all of those germs from the pages of my chick lit to my 400 thread count Luxury Sateen bed linens.  The thought of it makes you just want to strip down and crawl right under those covers doesn’t it?

     Ah.  But those irrational fears have been displaced.  Now that I’ve seen the slide show, I know that there are far greater threats out there just waiting for a clean body on which to pounce.

     Number 8, the lemon wedge, totally caught me off guard.  Apparently I’ve squeezed my last drop of refreshing citrus juice into that tall glass of Cracker Barrel sweet tea.  Oh.  And get this.  You know how you thought that the fine downy feathers in your pillow were tickling your nose at night and making you sneeze?  Nah.  More likely than not it’s the corpses and fecal matter of the dust mites in your bed.  And yes, I knew my bed had dust mites.  I just chose not to acknowledge them.  That will be much harder to do now thankyouverymuch.

     I just love finding fun stuff like that on the great big internet.  And I thought I’d share.  

     Anybody want to go in with me on a case of Purell? 

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kristenkj on May 13th, 2008 at 4:04 am #

Oh.my.goodness. Darcie (got the spelling right this time), we are cut from the same cloth. I ALWAYS use purell after the gas station…the thought of all those germs being all over my steering wheel, keys, stereo knobs, door handles, etc. — ew. I watched something like this on oprah once, and I immediately went through the kids’ things and threw out a bunch of old stuffed animals, and washed the ones that they couldn’t bear to part with. And I bought new pillows. That show freaked me out. I’ll have to watch the MSN one that you’re talking about. There is nothing like scare tactics to make me get my rear in gear and do a little more cleaning!

dcrmom on May 13th, 2008 at 4:56 am #

LOL! I feel your pain, girlfriend.

Kim on May 13th, 2008 at 5:37 am #

I can barely enjoy library books any more. I have to rub them off AND then hold them with tissues protecting my hands from the dreaded book jacket. I can just feel the filth on my hands. I’ve been buying more books lately. Not a good cost-savings, I know.

Eeewww! I think it’s time to buy new pillows.

Doodles on May 13th, 2008 at 7:30 am #

I am right there with you! I keep a huge pump bottle of hand sanitizer in my car just for use after pumping gas…mainly because I tend to go to Starbucks afterward. I just couldn’t stand the thought of pumping gas and then eating my banana nut loaf! ewww.

And money! My mom used to work at a bank. She would come home telling the grossest stories…how women would keep their money between their “girls” and pull it out and it would be all wet…let’s all say a collective ewwwwwww!

I saw that video about the lemon wedges about a month ago and have since STOPPED having any kind of fruit in my drinks.

I never thought about the library books, but I never touch the mags at the doctor’s office!!

Geez…I feel so much better about it all now! :)

Gramps on May 13th, 2008 at 10:38 am #

Talk about your phobia about germs etc.
I read kristenkj’s comment and that reminded me that if, by chance, my TV channel lands on Orpah even for a few seconds before I can change it, I have to wash the TV screen to get the grit off. Then I’m nausous for hours afterward. OOOH Gross!

Michelle@Life with Three on May 13th, 2008 at 12:01 pm #

Oh, I try so hard not to think about the dust mites. There was a time I thought my daughter might be allergic to dust, so I was looking into getting some of those hypo-allergenic pillow covers. But I never did. Because I was so afraid I would pull up a web page featuring a big dust mite close up. Then I’d have that image permanently burned into my brain. And there would be nothing that could ever take it away.

Soliloquy on May 13th, 2008 at 2:12 pm #

Um. Thanks. I guess. Great – now I have to worry about something new.

I’ve loved getting to know you and decided to tag you for a meme that I am starting. Have fun with it.

Free blogging material. You’re welcome.

http://www.shejusthadtosayit.com/2008/05/13/its-all-true/

Sally on May 13th, 2008 at 2:48 pm #

Listen, I get enormously frustrated with people that want to stick their heads in the sand and label everyone a germaphobe. Not only should you be concerned about the everyday things that might get you sick, it seems every day both old and new bugs are out their threatening you and your family. In China an HFMD epidemic has already killed over 28 children. No one should be embarrashed about being germaware. Check out this site, you may find it interesting: http://www.germaware.com

beth - total mom haircut on May 13th, 2008 at 5:38 pm #

Ok, you have me totally scared to go and watch it. I might have to pass. But the library books – ugh. I was so ok with that and now I am SO NOT!

Nice to meet you as well:)

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