Did it hit the wall or the mirror? I love it when zits explode all over a mirror–they always create such a neat little spray pattern.
(And yes, I always clean the mirror with Windex and a nice, clean cloth when I’m finished popping zits.)
The word you want here is “purulent.” I worked in a vet clinic for two years, and I learned that one real quick! 'Cause even when you write it out as “pus-y,” it still looks bad!
From one of the vets at my place:
“The pussy had a pussy pussy” 
My sympathy for y’all is limited, because I am currently nursing a couple of boils the size of goose eggs on the underside of my right arm. Have you got ANY idea how cumbersome it is to go about one’s daily business when one has a hotwater bottle tucked into one’s armpit?
I HAVE seen the doctor. She refused to lance them, but at least she’s given me Biaxin(sp?) for it, and I’m taking it…but these boils don’t want to come to a head. At least they’re draining today.
The only upside is that I’m constantly showing these boils to my husband and daughter. These things look NASTY.
What exactly are “boils” and what causes them?
I’m afraid to try a needle. I don’t need an infection.
A boil is basically a staph infection of the skin. You can think of it as a pimple on steroids.
Just buy the PURE Tea-Tree oil if you can get it, and dab it on regularly (like, hourly if you can). It is a wonderful antiseptic, and is also good when you feel the first tinglings of a cold-sore on your lips (even though the c/s is viral rather than bacterial, it seems to do the trick!!)
Lynn: have you experienced any side effects with the Biaxin? I can’t be put on that strain of antibiotic because the one time I got Biaxin I had major mood swings. Just curious if anyone else gets that.
I use liquid anti-perspirant on mine, and I’ve recommended it to several people who all had good results. Just rub it on and it dries them up.
I’m prone to mood swings anyway, so I can’t tell you. I don’t THINK I’m any moodier than usual. I’m not about to ask my husband, though, because I’m sure that I’d only collect a smart remark and not a real answer.
Lynn I had a boil under my left armpit a few years ago and didn’t even realise it till one night I was sitting in the rocking chair with my hands behind my head (wearing a sleevless shirt of course) and my girlfriend started gagging. When she told me what the problem was I was appalled. It had ruptured. I won’t go into detail but I don’t think I’ve EVER seen THAT color come out of ANY oriface in my body!! Thank heavens THATS never happened again.
This thread is making me sick.
On the other hand, it’s inspiring a serious feeling of relief to know I’m not the only one to pop my zits so that there’s a white pattern on the mirror.
I get blackheads in my chin that sometimes come to a head and when I squeeze them, I can pop it for five minutes and that pus will come out in a long white string and it will literally be a foot long. It’s disgusting. But at least the zit goes away after that.
Ava
OK I have to ask - what colour?
Look, you can’t just post that and then walk away without giving more detail! I live for threads like this!
Had something similar happen to me a year ago. Couldn’t tell what it was, all I knew was that I had a lump on the backside of my ear. It just stayed there and stayed there, not getting any bigger or smaller. Couldn’t see it in the mirror, had no SO to look at it, so it just sat there until I could see a doctor. She took a look at it and said, “It’s just a pimple, I think.” She tried to pop it with her hands (like I had), and couldn’t do it, got a lance and had to really force it into my skin to get the thing to burst. It then just gushed fluid and despite her efforts to sop it up, it ran down my neck. She slathered the thing with antibiotics and I haven’t had a problem with it since.
It seems to have dried up, mostly. At least, on the surface. But it still HURTS.
They should invent a pimple vacuum. You know, it starts out by injecting a numbing agent into the skin, and then sucks out the pus and dirt. THEN, squirts a cleanser over the area, and it goes away!
Now if I could just get rid of those nasty bug bites…I hate summer.
Actually, they have something similar to that. It doesn’t work however, at least according to George Carlin.
Ooh, I knew there was a reason I registered for this MB.
I have a sick fascination with zits. Nothing better than to find a nice big juicy one on mr. emilyforce’s back. We have a deal worked out. I’m allowed to pop his zits if I stroke his back with my fingertips for a while afterwards.
Ear zits are about the worst – reaching them is a major reason to have a SO. Inside-the-nose zits are definitely a close runner up, but SO’s don’t appreciate help with those nearly as much. It’s tragic, really.
I remember a good zit poppin’ for YEARS.
The best one ever was one my dad got on his nose while I was still a teenager. He got it on a family trip to the big city. It sat there on his nostril, planning its takeover of the world, growing bigger every day. My sister and me started razzing him about it on the hotel elevator about a week after its initial appearance. He reached up to touch it, not quite believeing it was there (apparently he had gone freakin’ BLIND at the time and hadn’t noticed it already). The doors of the elevator were polished metal, very mirrorlike… we were all standing at the back of the elevator… he gave this thing a tentative little squeeze with thumb and forefinger, just sort of testing its surface tension, and
SPLAT!
It squirted all the way to the elevator doors. At least four feet away. The noise was shocking. My sister almost hurled.
Ahhh… memories…
Please, can anyone link to the other zit threads? I crash when I search on “zit”.
I have a friend who is fascinated with popping the zits on her boyfriend’s back. So, of course, one day, strangely intrigued by this, I was laying in bed with SO and he was sleeping with his back to me. Being one of those people who likes to pop my own zits, I wondered if I’d get the same cheap thrill from popping one of his. So I saw one and reached out, started to squeeze, and…
“What the hell are you doing?”
I immediately removed my hands from his back. I was really kind of ashamed to admit I was trying to pop one of his zits. But damn, if those things aren’t tempting - it’s like he’s waving a big slice of lemon meringue pie in my face.
Ava
Ok, fine. Here are the details.
It had come to a head for the third time. One again I carefully poked it with a pin and gently squoze it. A tiny little droplet of zit-goo oozed out.
“This is ridiculous,” I thought to myself, “It’ll take forever to get rid of it this way.” So I gave it a harder squeeze.
splurt Out came a little worm of sebum, a milimeter or so.
“Hmm…” I mused, “That wasn’t so bad.” So I squoze it again.
SPLURT! Out came another little coil of sebum, follwed by a gob of pus.
That was yesterday afternoon, and it has almost gone away for good.