An erotic experience in Hereford County Hospital’s dermatology department. It happened. And, as with Brexit means Brexit (ref. Theresa May), erotic means erotic: tending to arouse sexually. But then many phenomena may do the arousing – from Botticelli’s Venus to an innocent ewe grazing on the Brecon Beacons. (And yes, I live near these hills but it’s not that).
I am particularly sensitive to the act of shriving, otherwise being made pure again. I gain pleasure from taking trash to the dump and returning with an empty car: intense pleasure. I anticipate pleasure when faced with rectifying (ie, purifying) the defects in a first draft. On Tuesday I entered the hair salon shaggy and came out smooth; it wasn’t my reflection that thrilled me but the discards I’d left behind on the salon floor. And pleasure, as I’m sure you’ll agree, is a wide spectrum.
Incidental to my dermatology appointment was the removal of a Giant Comedone, a blackhead with world domination ambitions. For US readers: a zit that’s read The Art Of The Deal. Google offers pictures but they’re more disgusting than the anaesthesia-free procedure itself, performed with finger pressure and tweezers. An analogy will serve: think toothpaste tube.
The resultant exudate is not revolting; it emerges like chips of granite. I was invited to check with my fingers.
Nevertheless those chips represented bodily imperfections and I was rid of them. I was – in my sense of the word – shriven. Pleasured, you might say.
Do you expect me to draw a picture?
Tasteful enough?
Oh, you!
ReplyDeleteNext up: stretch marks.
ReplyDeleteForthcoming: sebaceous filaments!
Well, I'm glad it was erotic for you anyway. I can't help myself asking, where was it, and will it return?
ReplyDeleteHang on, you're saying you had to go to a clinic to have a black head squeezed? I once heard about a scuzzy biker type, the acquaintance of an acquaintance of a sort-of friend, as these subjects of urban myths always are, who lived usch an unwashed life that he finally had to go to hospital to have his klingons removed. I didn't question this at the time, but then wondered why on earth this necessitated such a course, what was wrong with a bath or a carefully wielded pair of small scissors, except I suppose they'd have to be wielded by a very close friend, which rather brings us back to the positioning of your GC...
ReplyDeleteI hear the siren call of Google images, I know I'm going to regret this.
I trust you are still picking your own nose.
ReplyDeleteMarly: Stretch mark treatment a possibility. Once I was fat and my skin was stretched (but not by a baby); now I am thinner and my skin is de-stretched. Properly handled there might be enough for a pair of Turkish slippers.
ReplyDeleteLucy: I was there for other reasons. The GC was, as I said in the post, incidental. I think they removed it just to keep their hand in.
Re. Google Images - colour makes all the difference.
MikeM: Avidly.
urk!
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