Day 8 - Later That Day

The nipple-y wart is now quite hard. Pressing down on the white flesh surrounding the wart depresses the area but the wart itself doesn't budge at all. That is, the wart stays at the same height and the area around it moves. It's like the wart has hit bedrock and the skin around it reacts to the pressure of my finger. The illusion, though, is that of the wart growing taller or shrinking depending on whether I'm applying pressure or not.

Since the wart is not scabrous, again, it looks like it's a good time to slice it off. I can't stop the vinegar treatment now, right? So, I take a pin, sterilize it in fire, and start picking at the wart. I'm planning on working my way down from the top. What I find is not what I was expecting.


There isn't much to pick at; it gives way really easily...erm...is that a hole? I clip away at the yellow, curling skin, making sure the clippings don't fall back into the wart. I don't feel like finding out what's going to happen if it does.

That's definitely a hole. There's like, nothing there. It's a void. I can definitely see the other two smaller warts have become darker as well. Damn. How deep is that hole?

Let us find out.


I take the sterilized pin and stick in. I actually drop it in, carefully and gently. I'm half expecting a nerve ending to be touched or something. Doesn't happen. In fact, it feels like the pin is hitting something hard. I guess that yellow skin is covering the inside of the hole as well, despite its looking wet and soft.

I mark the pin with my finger and nail and measure it. It's about 2/10 of an inch deep. Is this an open wound? It's not bleeding, so it doesn't seem like it. I guess, pour some vinegar on it and put on a band-aid. I don't want an infection or anything to fall into it.


I pour a couple of drops of vinegar into the crater, as I'm beginning to call it. The crater fills up, and then the vinegar is absorbed. At first, no pain. However, maybe five seconds after pouring the vinegar, a burning feeling permeates the wart area. Definitely a delayed reaction. It's not bad; I've had worse. It's nothing like the throbbing from the day before. In fact, it's not even throbbing.

I pour a couple of more drops of vinegar. I'm beginning to wonder if I have a masochistic streak in me.

My decision at this point is to not mess with the thing. I'll change band-aids as necessary, and use those waterproof ones, but no more vinegar. The more I change band-aids, the greater the probability that something will fall in there.

Dang, I shouldn't have picked at it.