I have an ingrown hair on my boob, which is both painful and embarrassing, and this time I'm definitely not going to tell anybody about it. Except my new friend Teagan, of course, who is like the sister I never had and understands absolutely everything I say.
"On your boob?" she shrieks. "Come on! You mean on your neck, right?"
"No," I sigh. "I mean on my boob."
Like I said, painful and embarrassing. I wonder if I should see a doctor? The sister I never had isn't sure. A doctor? That's a bit extreme, isn't it? Hmm. I think she may be right. Oh, what to do, what to do?
"You're going to be fine," says Teagan, eventually, slinging a supportive arm over my shoulder and looking wistfully out of the window. "Look, can't you just try to enjoy it? Ingrown hairs were some of my best nights in ever. Haven't had one of those bad boys in a while."
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there must be a better solution
ReplyDeleteIs she crazy? What am I missing?
ReplyDeleteYeah, I give this post until 9am =)
ReplyDeleteNever had an ingrown hair on my boob, so I googled the question and believe it or not I wasn't the only one searching for an answer on this topic. So here's some links that might help you decide on what action to take...8o)
ReplyDeletehttp://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20081113123811AATLKFT
http://www.soulcysters.net/ingrown-hairs-my-breast-do-u-have-them-tmi-133079/
http://wiki.answers.com/Q/How_do_you_get_rid_of_Ingrown_hair_on_breasts
Good Luck because these answers are all 'over the place'; and hope you find a solution that works for you...
This feels like the time when I was about seven, and some big kids threw me into the girls' toilets.
ReplyDeletethank you sadie
ReplyDeleteI once mentioned hairy (female) breasts in a post and nobody believed it was possible. Well, now we know. If it's painful I guess you need to do something about it. Sadie to the rescue!
ReplyDeleteHot bath, tweezers...
ReplyDeleteEwww I know exactly what you mean. I often have thick black hairs appearing in my breastical area, which look like a cross between spanish ladies pubes and tarantula legs trying to escape from beneath my nipple... VERY unattractive :(
ReplyDeleteI agree with Kirses, hot bath and tweezers usually sort this body faux pas out
For some reason this reminds me of when one of the male nexts came over to congratulate you are starting your period.
ReplyDeleteYou may want to wait til the hair has outgrown you but... there's always a chance you could develop an infection, find yourself hosting a pus-filled abscess, require surgery, get a scar and end up looking like you've had a bad boob job.
ReplyDeleteNow that would be embarrassing.
i am so sure this was a problem for Brenda in 90210.
ReplyDeleteyou should watch the re-runs, i think it might be the best advice you'll get about the situation.
Poor Brenda. Things turned out well for her so hopefully they'll turn out well for you, too!
ReplyDeleteBoob hairs, not valid. Ingrown boob hairs, even worse.
ReplyDelete#000 tweezers, lots of isopropyl alcohol, someone to swab, and the third volume of the "Time-Life Home Surgery" books. The #000 tweezers are the best because they can spread the incision area and are small enough to hook the base of the hair out.
Oh, and you want gauze to swab, not cotton balls, too much lint.
I'll send you my consult bill.
Annie, you'll have to stop shaving your boobs.
ReplyDeleteAnd wait till you get one on your scrote!
Am so glad to hear it isn't just me that gets them!
ReplyDeleteThis literally just happened to me a week ago, I thought I was some freak of nature but at least now I know i'm not the only one. Totally not admitting to it ever though, hence the anonymity. A a little needle, savlon and some patience sorted it out, but I'm now scared to ever pluck any stray hairs ever again and will probably end up with hairy boobs - really unattractive. But probably more attractive than some of the solutions Sadie found...bacon fat and microwaved nappies?!
ReplyDeleteThanks for all your advice and well wishes. You'll be glad to know that the nurse says I'm going to live and hair has been removed.
ReplyDeleteShe let a look of mild alarm cross her usually calm face when she it, which I was grateful for. Then she humoured me with a bandage and sent me on my way.