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June 22, 2005

Gross. I Can't Watch It...

And so I watched, glued to the set, for an hour.

In case you missed it, EATEN ALIVE will air again Saturday. And it will verify the veracity of many of the parasitic legends we have all heard, from the wife's chore of hand over elbow pulling tapeworms out of her husbands ass, to the discovery of tiny little worms surfacing on the eyeball of a man three years after exposure to the infant parasite.

Pictures? Oh, you must have pictures.

Elephantitis is actually caused by a parasite. Usually there is a "beautifully, harmonious relationship between worm and host." [Riiiiiiight.] Howevah... occasionally, there is a blockage of the lymph glands due to the invasion, and gnarly disfigurement occurs:

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(I was nice; I picked a mild photo. Can't say as much for the -warning: nasty- site where I uncovered it.)

But the WORST...?! Remember in The Rundown when Mariana tells Beck not to piss in the waters of the Amazon, because the candiru would swim up his weewee? ...and then they'd have to amputate?

I thought it fiction. Comedic relief. It isn't. (Although, I am comforted by the fact that amputation is typically not necessary.)

Anyway, here's the little bitch (They are usually one to six inches in length; pic lifted from this site.):
candiru.jpg

What does it want you ask?! This, the world's smallest catfish and only vertebrate parasite, wants to swim up your peepee and anchor itself - with these little spikes it throws out - into your now bloodied tissues. It will then FEED on that blood and tissue. (Fortunately, it does prefer hosts with gills.)

I'll be traveling within the U.S. for a while me thinks. ...until these memories fade a bit.

(For the truly sick, I have provided grotesque surgical removal pics in the extended entry...)

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posted by Key on 08:03 PM | Comments (12)
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OMG!! I watched that too and have been paranoid and sick ever since!

Posted by: Sam at June 22, 2005 10:23 PM

oh that's just sick!

Posted by: livey at June 22, 2005 10:31 PM

Oh, HELL no, I won't open that link. The idea of the thing with the swimming up the wee-wee is going to give me nightmares - and I don't even have that brand of wee-wee. Uh-uh. NO!

Will not click. Will not click...

Posted by: Kelley at June 23, 2005 12:03 AM

Remind me NEVER to read your blog while eating. Oh Gawd.

Posted by: moogie at June 23, 2005 08:04 AM

Amen. I don't even swim in anything that's not chlorinated just because I've HEARD of stuff like that. Ick, ick, ick...ewwww...shudder

Posted by: Kelly at June 23, 2005 08:47 AM

.. I watched it too.. I liked the guy who named his "belly grub" George... that guy is hardcore..

Posted by: Eric at June 23, 2005 04:56 PM

Damn, my dick just crawled up inside of me and won't come back out.

Posted by: Richard at June 23, 2005 07:04 PM

I'm not sure how I was fortunate enough to miss that show. Since the kids are on vacation, Animal Planet is on all the damn time.

Oh god, my skin is crawling. There's something ON ME, isn't there?!?

Posted by: Chablis at June 24, 2005 04:55 PM

Jesus Key!

What the hell possessed you to go looking at this shit?

I work at the National Library of Medicine. I have more resources like this than you can shake a stick at. I avoid it.

You want sick? Try looking at the US Army's Medical Corps in World War I collection. Unbelievable the wounds people can survive. The question is why would they want to.

Posted by: Jesse at June 25, 2005 06:46 AM

Holy CRAP *shiver*. Excuse me while I go barf. *yack*

Posted by: PattiG at June 25, 2005 12:52 PM

I'm now sitting here with my legs crossed so hard that it's cutting off the circulation.

Posted by: physics geek at June 28, 2005 09:19 AM

Note to self: "Buy extra condoms and butt plugs for snorkling in the Amazon next week."

Posted by: marcus at July 3, 2005 06:59 PM
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