As a nurse, you are forced episodically to deal with really gross and disgustion stuff, mostly revolving around poop from digitally removing a fecal impaction to tending to a patient with C Diff.  I would rather endure a 12 hour shift with patients with feces problemd than deal with what I am going to have to deal with this evening.

 

I almost want to call the producers of Fear Factor and invite them to my home and have the participants do as their challange what I am forced to endure in my unknownst to me until recenly shed. 

 

I have been feverishy  cleaning this new house that I now reside in for several months before and while I live here, and as clean as it is getting, every once in awhile the house  has a faint smell of something really yucky. 

 

Tonight I finally discovered that there was a recessed locked door off  the carport and I asked Corky about it.   He had to go and find a key as this door hadn't been used for a very long time.   He said..  Mom used to have a deep freezer in here.  And that's what it was.. 

 

There was indeed a very rusty old deep freezer in there that had stopped working, and it was packed with spoiled food.  That's all I am gonna say. 

 

Tomorrow is trash day, and we are going to embark on the smelliest journey of my life.    I emptied an entire box of Arm and hammer pet fresh in there, and I sprayed Lysol  until the fumes were killing me..    But this night, we are going to empty that freezer and we will make arrangements for someone to come and pick it up.