i got a load of hair remover for my second op and it worked a treat .bloody hurt shaving all my stomach and other delicate areas for the first op
Hair remover.... Oh Dear!!!!! You know that stuff is designed to MELT hair (which has a high tensile strength than steel)
Take a seat Chris.....
I was invited to my new boyfriend's home for dinner.... it was "that" date... you know... been seeing each other for a while.. chemistry was there....
It was a gorgeous balmy summer night on the bay. He was an engineer and had redesigned and renovated his house and wanted to show me around before he cooked a simple yet stunning dinner to impress me. Glass of wine in my hand we walked hand in hand.. he was sweating quite a bit and breathing a little fast... (perhaps he's a little nervous I thought; though he never before seemed that kind of guy... usually confident and laid-back). He opened this enormous monster of a BBQ and proceeded to cook my steak and king prawns to perfection (now he was sweating ALOT and his breathing was more laboured) when a small whimpering sound came out of his throat and he started shaking. "I have something to tell you" he said as his knees buckled beneath him. In gasps he explained that he had wanted tonight to be a bit special and had gone to the chemist and bought some Veet (foam hair remover) to "tidy up" ummm down there for me... Awwwww
His ummm dangly bits had started to swell about an hour before I had arrived and apparently they were still swelling.
I told him he should show me (had done a full mine rescue training course once; though I admit this was never on the exam). Well... THEY WERE HUGE!
I mean, think grapefruit sized.. LARGE grapefruit bordering on medium melons.
I raced to the freezer and grabbed a kilo bag of ice chips, sat him down (well he wasn't actually standing at this stage) and put the bag of ice between his legs. He was making noises; strange little noises between a sob and a whimper. He refused to let me call an ambulance (how big do these things get before they burst?.. I didn't want to find out). So I put him to bed and stayed with him through the night, ministering to his ummmm swellings until he fell into a fitfull and exhausted sleep. I woke up in the morning with him smiling across at me
"Thank you so much for looking after me last night" he said. He seemed a little better and wasn't shaking anymore and he carefully reached over and kissed me deeply. Then he started ... how can I put it... oh yeah... screaming like a girl.
Okay... so remember... this was supposed to be "that" date right? I mean we were both REALLY attracted to each other BEFORE the Veet incident... and well.... DAMN that chemistry huh... Seems he may have been feeling a little better but the ummm swellings although somewhat lesser hadn't gone down THAT much. Back to the freezer......
How did it end up? He had to take a week off work.. rang me often but refused to see me until he was "better" (he wouldn't get specific but apparently the ingrown hairs became a problem too) and two weeks later he was offered a contract overseas for a year *sigh*