No you didn't!

If you are a parent, you have a tale to tell. I have many. I remember when my son was 7, he broke his arm. Hours later, after morphine and casting, etc, we were on our way home. He became quite nauseous in my brand new car. Seriously, I'd had it less than a week. So, with no baggie or anything to grab, I cupped my hands to make a bowl & told him "puke here".

And he did. :sick:

I used to be an embalmer, so the question is more like "What haven't I cleaned up?".

Foals with diarrhrea when the dam was in season. Piles of rotting vegetation. Puppy accidents. I WILL NOT clean a cat box; if hubby wants to have a cat HE cleans up after the nasty stinking thing. I've never changed a diaper in my life, just one of the reasons I decided way back in high school that I was not going to have kids. I feel sorry for all you moms who report your kids smearing feces around...can't imagine. Eewwwww.....beyond disgusting.

I had the brightest idea to take up the morgue detail at the county coroner's office during a class in nursing school. Not sure what I was thinking. Luckily, I'm not phased by anything now lol

Im a nurse lol there is nothing disgusting that I haven't cleaned up....... However weeping pressure ulcers with necrotic tissue usually are the worst and smell horrendous especially if there infected which happens frenquently.......

Also once had a patient with a giant abcess that was located under her colostomy bag burst causing puss and fecal matter to start "shooting" across her bed.. It kind looked like a scene out of a horror movie.... My job is never boring

First off, Happy Birthday.

Second, I have too many to pick a worst.

My first was when I was 17, I worked for the Doral Plaza in Downtonwn Chicago. Some guy decided to jump off the prudential building next door, and hit a ledge on the way down. About a month later, someone complained about something smelling bad on that side of the building. I found a part of a hand with a couple of decayed fingers in a flower pot beneath the vegetation.

Later in my navy life, I had rented a car, and took a few buddies out to Rosie O'Grady's at Church Street Station in Orlando in August. We got toasted on Long Islands as they were on special that night. One of my buddies passed out, and we were told we had to get him out of there. We brought him down to the car, and strapped him in the passenger seat. I took off for the base, and drove down Colonial St. Colonial had a bunch of dips as you hit every intersection. At one point, this guy opened his eyes, and looked around. I asked if he was ok. Then it erupted from his mouth. All over him, the upholstery, the dashboard, the vents, everything. I pulled over, but by the time I stopped, he was done. So, I drove him back to the base. I parked, and half carried him back to his room. I stripped his shirt, and lay him on his bed, and went to my room to sleep. I woke up at 2pm. Did I mention it was August in Orlando? I had to return the rental. I went to the parking lot, and opened the car. IT had festered and baked, and I puked in the parking lot from the smell of it. I decided they could keep the deposit. I couldn't clean it.

Finally, as an ICU nurse for several years, I have had many interesting cleanups. from bedside surgery, traumas, poop, still borns, you name it. I've probably cleaned it.

Happy birthday! Today is my birthday, too.

I take care of an old lady with Alzheimers and she didn't have on depends one morning before I got to her house. She had diahrrea from her bed to the bathroom. It was down the side of the toilet, sprayed on the walls, the floors, everywhere from her bed down the carpeted hallway to the toilet. Then she tried to clean it up herself and wiped it everywhere, then threw the sh!tty towels down the dirty clothes chute.

Yep, by far the nastiest....even with having two kids.