May 17th, 2006

What the?

Damn human body quirkiness!!

Over the last 5 or so years the palm of my left hand has been covered in warts. Before I'd go cross-eyed from trying to count, I would spy just over 30 of the suckers ranging from the size of a pin head to one very special one I named 'Moe', as I'm sure there are countries in Europe or Africa that were smaller. I have tried everything: I've had some of them frozen off (that caused them to hide for a month, then come back with biker-friend warts), I've bought many many bottle of this wart-off stuff, I've bought so many banana's to put the skin on the warts that I feared I'd turn into a monkey.

In the end had only beaten one teeny tiny wart into submission, and so I conceeded defeat. And what happens?

They've started disappearing. One by one they dried up and just fell off. I've gone from 30+ of all sizes, to one and one half that are getting smaller by the hour. By the end of the week, I'm estimating that I'll be completely wart-free.

So to all those who suffer from the little suckers take a grain of hope from me and mine. Eventually, they give up all on their own.

(Which? I am very glad about, but man! I'm so annoyed that I've wasted so much time trying to get rid of them, when they were just waiting for me to give up, so they could give up without looking like loser-warts to all their friends.)