scheherazade_79
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- Aug 5, 2003
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... because there's an awful lot of people who are going through shit at the moment, and I wanted to give you all something to laugh at it.
It doesn't cast me in a particularly glamorous light; but to be honest nothing does these days, so I don't have anything to lose.
I've only shared this with one close confidant so far, so you should all consider yourselves honoured.
Subtitle of the Story:
Always be careful with home remedies
When I first got sick I had to go on antibiotics for ages. I did as the doctor advised and bought lots of pro-biotic yogurt drinks... but it didn't make any difference - I still came down with thrush.
It was the first time it had ever happened to me and I was horrified. I should have gone straight out and stocked up on Canesten, but instead I crossed my fingers and my legs and hoped it would go away.
The problem with Canesten is that you can't just pick it up off the shelf - you have to actually ask for it over the counter. In other words, pour out your intimate problems to a complete and utter stranger and whoever happens to be standing behind you in the queue.
By the third day, though, I couldn't hack it anymore. The itching had become so bad that I was coming dangerously close to sticking the toilet brush all the way inside me and having the scratching session of my life.
It took me until eight o'clock that night to work up the courage to go to the supermarket pharmacy and get the Canesten... but by that time, it turned out that the pharmacy section was shut.
I very nearly flung myself on the floor in the middle of the car park to have a screaming session, but instead I decided to look up some home remedies on the internet.
The most promising one I came across involved dousing a tampon in tea tree oil, and inserting it. While I was trawling I'd also read that sometimes the yeast infection can spread across the surrounding skin, so just for good measure, after inserting the tampon I splashed my entire pussy with it...
... then got into bed to read Sherlock Holmes.
About halfway down the second page I leapt about a metre into the air. I was suddenly experiencing the most awful, indescribable burning/itching sensation bof my life. It was so bad that I had to almost crawl down the stairs to the bathroom, with both hands gripped my pussy hard.
I ripped out the tampon, tried to rinse off the excess tea tree oil with the shower head, and pretty much danced for the next ten minutes. But it wasn't all that effective.
I ended up lying on my bed with my legs spread wide, holding ice cubes to my pussy until the early hours.
Never, ever, ever, ever again.
Saying that, though, it definitely cured it. In fact, I think it killed off just about every living cell I have down there.
So there's a lesson for you all - always be careful with home remedies.
It doesn't cast me in a particularly glamorous light; but to be honest nothing does these days, so I don't have anything to lose.
I've only shared this with one close confidant so far, so you should all consider yourselves honoured.
Subtitle of the Story:
Always be careful with home remedies
When I first got sick I had to go on antibiotics for ages. I did as the doctor advised and bought lots of pro-biotic yogurt drinks... but it didn't make any difference - I still came down with thrush.
It was the first time it had ever happened to me and I was horrified. I should have gone straight out and stocked up on Canesten, but instead I crossed my fingers and my legs and hoped it would go away.
The problem with Canesten is that you can't just pick it up off the shelf - you have to actually ask for it over the counter. In other words, pour out your intimate problems to a complete and utter stranger and whoever happens to be standing behind you in the queue.
By the third day, though, I couldn't hack it anymore. The itching had become so bad that I was coming dangerously close to sticking the toilet brush all the way inside me and having the scratching session of my life.
It took me until eight o'clock that night to work up the courage to go to the supermarket pharmacy and get the Canesten... but by that time, it turned out that the pharmacy section was shut.
I very nearly flung myself on the floor in the middle of the car park to have a screaming session, but instead I decided to look up some home remedies on the internet.
The most promising one I came across involved dousing a tampon in tea tree oil, and inserting it. While I was trawling I'd also read that sometimes the yeast infection can spread across the surrounding skin, so just for good measure, after inserting the tampon I splashed my entire pussy with it...
... then got into bed to read Sherlock Holmes.
About halfway down the second page I leapt about a metre into the air. I was suddenly experiencing the most awful, indescribable burning/itching sensation bof my life. It was so bad that I had to almost crawl down the stairs to the bathroom, with both hands gripped my pussy hard.
I ripped out the tampon, tried to rinse off the excess tea tree oil with the shower head, and pretty much danced for the next ten minutes. But it wasn't all that effective.
I ended up lying on my bed with my legs spread wide, holding ice cubes to my pussy until the early hours.
Never, ever, ever, ever again.
Saying that, though, it definitely cured it. In fact, I think it killed off just about every living cell I have down there.
So there's a lesson for you all - always be careful with home remedies.
That's quite an impressive collections of whips and restraints you have, though. Good on you, Abs 
