Someone told me that warts were psychological. Well, that's weird because the one on my thumb I didn't believe was a wart until stu told me it looked just like the ones he used to have.
Anyways, some of you may know its short history; it sprang up sometime in the summer of 2005, and I've been biting it down ever since. I mean like all the way down, to where it hurt and the little red dots would spring up and then turn brown and black and then have skin grow back over them ready for me to bite it off again.
Then when we were at the movie theaters watching golden compass on my birthday I was biting it, and then suddenly I couldn't feel it anymore. We got back out in the light (albeit dim) and I looked and showed it to stu and neither of us could see it.
And I just remembered I'd had it at all just now and decided to chronicle it.
There's still a slight bump ruining the equilateral triangle that is my right thumb print, but I don't know if it's just scar tissue or the remnants laying down dormant.
In case it is a psychological thing, I think I'll refrain from biting it. That might encourage it.
Anyways, some of you may know its short history; it sprang up sometime in the summer of 2005, and I've been biting it down ever since. I mean like all the way down, to where it hurt and the little red dots would spring up and then turn brown and black and then have skin grow back over them ready for me to bite it off again.
Then when we were at the movie theaters watching golden compass on my birthday I was biting it, and then suddenly I couldn't feel it anymore. We got back out in the light (albeit dim) and I looked and showed it to stu and neither of us could see it.
And I just remembered I'd had it at all just now and decided to chronicle it.
There's still a slight bump ruining the equilateral triangle that is my right thumb print, but I don't know if it's just scar tissue or the remnants laying down dormant.
In case it is a psychological thing, I think I'll refrain from biting it. That might encourage it.