First Installment:
I awoke the other morning and found half of a June bug on the floor. I was perplexed as to where the other half lurked. Shrugging, I ditched it's dismembered corpse into the trash and went about my day.
Later in the afternoon, I noticed that my toddler kept gagging and coughing. That's usually a tip off that he didn't chew his food properly. As usual, I stuck a probing finger into his mouth in order to fish out the cracker or whatever. Nothing. Wait. I felt a small bit in his mouth. So, I proceeded to get it out. Upon inspection of the tiny grain on my finger, I gasped in horror. It was about 1/16 of the 1/2 of the MIA June bug body. Sick. A thought did cross my mind, though. Bugs are a great source of protein. . . . Too gross.
Second Installment:
I use cloth diapers. I have been using them for over a year. We have a diaper pail that we keep in the laundry room. It has a lid. So, there's the set up. I went to wash my diapers as usual. However, the lid was missing. Hmmm. I started the water and dumped the contents of the pail in the wash machine. (@$#(@*&(#!!!!! MAGGOTS!!! Oh J, M, & J! Panic. Absolute panic. I was not about to remove maggot-covered diapers from the machine. My throat tightened. My stomach churned. My eyes welled up with tears. My first thought was to set fire to them. No, not a good idea. I searched the web, hoping that some other person had some hints. There, surprisingly, were others with my same dilemma. However, none offered a solution. So, I washed. I washed and washed and washed and washed. Hot water, cold water, warm water. All day, I washed those diapers. The next morning, I washed them again. I covered my hands with plastic bags and gathered the diapers up to hang them outside. There was not a single maggot. Not a one, not even in the washing machine. Whew. I blasted them in the dryer, just in case. Now, some of my diapers have taken a serious beating, but no worse for the wear. My end thought was that the medical community has been using maggots to eat dead tissue in wounds for quite some time. The nasty little guys will only eat rotten things and leave the healthy tissue. Eventually, they will turn into flies and fly away. Still, so gross. . . .
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Ugh, I just had a similar experience last week. I came downstairs in the morning with my 4y/o and 20month old, as I was changing the little ones diaper my oldest starts to yell for me in the bathroom. I asked him what he needed and he said he had to poop. When I told him to go poop he responded that he couldn't because there were worms on the floor. I went into the bathroom to find that there were maggots all over the floor extending into the laundry room and kitchen (all connected tile). Ours however came from the trash which hadn't been taken out in two days since we no longer generate enough trash to fill the can. I hadn't noticed how drastically we've reduced the amount of things we throw out until then or how long the trash had been sitting. It didn't smell and it wasn't full, so no worries right? Wrong! I spent the morning sweeping up maggots and scrubbing and disinfecting the floors while trying to keep the kids out of the area. Lesson learned, during fly season take the trash out nightly.
So, so gross! Try to find "cleaning up maggots" in a parenting book.
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