Below is a funny narration from a lady about what she went through when she had her first vaginal yeast infection.
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The first time I experienced vaginal (yeast) infection, I was an undergraduate.
I had already learned the improper way to treat it, so guess what I did? I went home, boiled 5 litres of water, added antiseptic and salt. I stirred the mixture carefully, it is called “the hot water therapy.”
I had previously eavesdropped on a group of ladies gisting and one of them had said to the other, “be careful, you must only allow the steam to enter your vagina, as you do this, you will see something white coming out of your vagina”
I poured my “hot water” therapy into a small bucket and sat on it. In split seconds, I just heard “PEEM”… Ahhhhhhhhh! That’s the sound of my bum, it had dropped inside the hot water. .
I had forgotten that the “gisters” recommended a paint bucket because it’s stronger. The bucket I used was too light for my weight. I couldn’t scream, lest I let people in on what had just happened.
I struggled to stand then check my bum, my melanin bum had disappeared, in its place was fat and oil. So there I was, miss double colour, white yansh, black body walking awkwardly to Unilag Medical Center.
Thank goodness I was attended to by a female doctor, who after raising my skirt to see my peeled bum became suddenly mute. When she found her voice, she said, “I thought you were educated, why did you do this?”
“It’s a mistake ma”, I stuttered. Let’s just leave it there, no need to peel my yansh further.
The most painful part about a wounded butt is that you can’t open it up. For two weeks, I couldn’t sit well, wear underpants, slacks or any bright coloured clothes. I wore black like every day was a funeral service.
After using the drugs, creams and other things prescribed by the doctor, my bum healed, and the itching stopped.
Do I need to tell you not to be like me when you grow up?