Can You Get Pink Eye From Eating Someone Out?
Farting on your pillow is not only funny but it is very dangerous. There are several reasons why you might get pink eye if someone eats your butt or other parts of your body.
1. You may have a bad reaction to food that contains certain ingredients.
2. A person may eat something that causes an allergic reaction.
3. An allergy could cause a person to vomit up their stomach contents which then would make them sick due to vomiting up blood, pus, and other things like that.
4. Other possible reasons include the person being too drunk or high at the time.
5. Also, some people may suffer from food poisoning.
Food poisoning is caused when there is an infection with bacteria or fungus in foods such as meat, fish, shellfish, eggs and dairy products. These infections could cause diarrhea and vomiting.
6. Some people may experience a severe allergic reaction to food that contains peanuts, tree nuts or milk proteins (casein).
7. A person may have an allergic reaction to food that contains certain additives or preservatives such as sulfites.
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Can You Get Pink Eye From a Dog Sitting On Your Pillow?
Is it possible to get pink eye from a dog sitting on your pillow or farting on your pillow?
We want to warn people about this very serious health hazard.
The simple answer to this question is no, you won’t necessarily get pink eye from a dog sitting on your pillow or if a dog farts on your pillow. However, it is certainly possible that a dog could have an infection of some kind in the eye or the surrounding area of the face and there is always the potential for a dog to get an infection or illness that can be transferred to humans.
We have seen several pictures that have been going around the internet that are very funny, but the reality is that dogs can really get sick and pass those illnesses and diseases onto humans.
There is a type of eye infection that dogs get called “cherdema” (pronounced KER-duh-muh), also known as “cherry eye”. This is an infection that develops in a dog’s third eyelid and it can be caused by bacteria or viruses. When you think about it, it makes perfect sense that animals such as dogs get sick the same way that humans do.
There are also several types of eye infections that humans get. Pink eye is one of them. Pink eye is also known as conjunctivitis.
It can be caused by bacteria or viruses also. Bacteria and virus can be transferred from dogs to humans very easily especially when humans have close contact with dogs such as petting them, hugging them or having the dog sit on your lap.
It is possible that you could get pink eye from a dog sitting on your pillow. Humans can also get conjuctivitis from dog saliva. It seems like common sense, but humans need to be aware that they can get sick from their pets too.
We have seen several questions on your site about getting pink eye from sharing towels with a pet or getting sick from a pet that has fever and was sitting on the sofa that the owner is also sitting on. These are all things that need to be taken seriously.
Be aware that some dogs do not show symptoms of having an eye infection or conjunctivitis. There could be a dog that has conjunctivitis and is actively contagious and spreading the disease to humans without humans’ knowledge.
We have seen several comments on your site about animals passing away from cancer. It would be very interesting to see if there is a higher percentage of dogs that die from cancer compared to another household pet such as a cat.
We have also seen several comments on your site about people having their animals euthanized. It would be interesting to see if there is a higher percentage of dogs that are euthanized compared to another household pet such as a cat.
These questions could all lead back to the owner not cleaning the animal’s eye area as often as they should and failing to notice a problem before it becomes serious.
Another questions that could come out of this is do more dogs die from cancer compared to other household pets such as a cat.
We have also seen several questions on your site about animals getting hit by cars. It would be interesting to see if there is a higher percentage of dogs that are killed by cars compared to another household pet such as a cat.
These questions could all lead back to the owner allowing their dogs to roam free and not keep them on a leash.
Another questions that could come out of this is do more dogs get killed by cars compared to other household pets such as a cat.
We have also seen several questions on your site about someone’s dog going missing. It would be interesting to see if there is a higher percentage of dogs that go missing compared to another household pet such as a cat.
These questions could all lead back to the owner not keeping their dogs’ collars and identification up-to-date or letting their dogs roam freely.
Another questions that could come out of this is do more dogs go missing compared to other household pets such as a cat.
Finally, we have several comments on your site about people that have general complaints about their pets not listening to them. It would be interesting to see if there is a higher percentage of dogs that do not listen to their owners compared to another household pet such as a cat.
These questions could all lead back to the owner not training their pets properly.
Another questions that could come out of this is do more dogs not listen to their owners compared to other household pets such as a cat.
This is our short list of ideas for this topic. Please feel free to contact us at ___________ if you have any questions or would like to discuss this with us further. We look forward to hearing from you.
Ashley Simpson and Kayla Montgomery
Ashley and Kayla turned their paper in at the beginning of class and I read through it quickly while they were taking their final. As they handed it to me I realized they had done quite a bit more research than I had expected. I didn’t see any glaring omissions or errors so I handed it back with a nod of approval, “Nice work ladies, I’ll be sure to add this to the gradebook.”
As the girls left I pulled up the gradebook on my laptop and saw that I had given them an A-. I bumped it up to a B+ and made a mental note to tell them about their nearly perfect score when I saw them next time.
The rest of the week went smoothly; no more dead animals showed up and none of my students failed their finals, two good things in my book.
On Friday I had a parent conference in the evening so I sent the students home a little early and told them to have a good weekend. Ashley and Kayla were working on some sort of group project so I told them I would see them on Monday and to have a good holiday.
I left school, locked up, and headed towards my car and that was when I saw her, the girl from the other night, standing near the dumpsters in the corner of my eye. I looked again just to be sure but this time she looked back and our eyes met. I didn’t turn to walk towards her; instead I just continued towards my car and got in.
I watched in the rearview and side mirrors as she walked down the side of the school building as she had the other night. I started my car and pulled out of the parking lot without giving her another look.
As I drove home I kept thinking about what her deal was.
She had to be a student, who else would be walking around campus at night?
Maybe she was waiting for a boyfriend to get out of detention or something; or maybe she was a part-time worker on her way home. I couldn’t understand why she wasn’t in my class though. I teach three sections of freshman composition each semester and I put new students in all three, there was no way that I could have missed someone as attractive as her.
I got home and spent the weekend doing chores and catching up on some schoolwork I had been putting off. It was only Sunday night when I realized that I still hadn’t heard anything about my grade and that I should have received an email by now. After checking my spam folder I did find an email from the school with the grades in it.
Most of my students did well, with most getting C’s and a few getting B’s. A small number failed but that was to be expected. All of the grades made sense except for one, Ashley Simpson had gotten an A-.
Now Ashley wasn’t a genius by any means, but she should have at least gotten a B. I looked at the grade again and then looked up her student name to see if I had misspelled it when typing it in but her name was spelled correctly. I couldn’t figure out what I had done wrong.
I headed to bed with the intent of asking Ashley about her grade the next day.
I got to school a little early on Monday and stopped by the department office to ask if I had input Ashley’s grade correctly. They went into the computer system and pulled up her file. Everything looked correct until they compared it to what I had put in, which was an A-.
The office lady and I both scratched our heads as we tried to figure out the problem. Then she had an idea, she brought up my grade on another computer screen. As soon as she did this Ashley walked into the office.
“Hey Mr. Wallace, I need you to sign off on these practice essays that our students wrote over the weekend.”
Okay, but why are they so yellow?
Wait don’t tell me, I don’t want to know.”
“Probably not, but I still need you to sign off on them.”
She then passed me a pink sheet of paper, which was the grade report.
“Put your John Hancock right here.”
I signed and then looked at her puzzled.
What’s with the A-?”
Ashley started to look nervous and asked, “What do you mean?
“This says A-.”
She walked over to the computer and looked at it, then she looked at me and said, “That’s impossible, my grade is definitely a B. Look here,” as she pointed at her assignment on the screen.
“No, this is your graded assignment, look at this screen, this is also your grade.” She came over and stood behind me to look at the computer screen. Her body was close to mine and I could smell her perfume.
I looked at the computer screen and then back at her paper.
What did you get a B in?”
“I got a B in all of my classes,” she said without taking her eyes off the computer.
“Nope, that can’t be right.”
“It is, I’ve gotten between a B and B- since I started college.”
I thought about her in class and how that didn’t seem right.
“That doesn’t seem right, your attendance isn’t the best but it’s not the worst either. Plus you are always involved in class when you are there.”
She looked up at me and blushed a little. “Thanks Mr. Wallace, that means a lot coming from you.”
“No problem, but class participation isn’t worth a whole letter grade,” I said as I signed the paper she had given me.
“Grades can be so unfair at times,” she said as she walked back to her desk.
I looked over at the office lady who was grinning from ear to ear. I had a feeling that she was behind Ashley’s grade. I signed off on the paper and went to class.
That night I told Veronica about what happened. She listened and then explained that she had overheard some of the office gossip and that Ashley’s mom had gone in and appealed her grade since she claimed that her daughter should have at least gotten a B. I shook my head at the absurdity of it.
“She should have just asked you about it, that’s what I don’t understand.”
Veronica looked at me and said, “She probably didn’t want to bother you, besides I’m sure she figured you had already moved on to bigger and better things.”
I looked at Veronica and realized that she was right. She was also eating a bowl of ice cream so I decided not to argue.
The next day I saw Ashley in class and she still wasn’t her perky self. I tried to think back to anything I could have done or said that would have made her sad, but I drew a blank. I went about my business of trying to make it through another stressful day.
That night Veronica looked at me when I got home and told me that she thought the reason why Ashley was so upset with me was because she had a crush on me.
! No she doesn’t.”
Veronica gave me a look that let me know I was wrong and then said, “If you say so. Anyway I’ve been invited to go to the Caribbean on Spring Break with some friends.
You don’t have anything planned do you?
Sorry, also this is sort of last minute.”
Veronica asked me as she sipped on a drink with an umbrella in it. I was more concerned with the Ashley situation.
“Ashley’s still sad about something I said to her and I can’t figure out what it is.
Is it because of her mom?”
Veronica put her drink down and looked at me. I wasn’t sure if it was because she was annoyed at me for bringing this up again or because she really wanted to help.
“No, I already told you that if she liked you she would have asked you out by now. I think she’s just having girl problems that she’d rather not talk about with you.”
So should I ask her?”
Veronica shook her head and said, “No that won’t help. Just leave it alone for a while, she’ll be fine eventually.”
I took Veronica’s advice and tried to stop thinking about it. A few days went by and Ashley was still acting down. I was never really good at this friend stuff.
Veronica on the other hand seemed to be doing fine, her advice after all was spot on as usual.
Without really thinking about it I noticed that I had been at work longer than usual, the time had just flown by while I sorted files. The evening came and it was finally time to go home.
I got in my car and drove home. I was living in an apartment now by myself. My parents had moved to Florida, my sister lived on her own as well so it made the most sense for me to be here.
I opened my door and took of my shoes before heading into the kitchen. I started to make myself dinner and then realized that I wasn’t really that hungry. I changed out of my work clothes and headed to my bedroom. I grabbed my phone and saw that I had a message from Veronica.
Hey will you be busy tomorrow? If not, do you want to see a movie with me and some friends?”
I replied that I didn’t have anything going on and then headed to bed.
The next day I got up late and decided to spend the day relaxing. After watching a couple of episodes of my favorite TV shows I got ready to go out. I had decided to take Veronica up on her offer from yesterday.
I wasn’t sure who would be there, but I was ready to have a good time.
I got into my car and drove over to Veronica’s house. Her family lived in a large home in an upscale part of town. I had only been here once before, for Veronica’s fifteenth birthday party.
I pulled into their driveway and parked my car. I got out and looked at the large house. I noticed that there were lights on in the back; Veronica’s father must still be home. I thought it was odd that he was still here since I knew he was a surgeon and usually didn’t get home until late. The front door was at the top of a flight of steps, I started to walk up them when suddenly I froze. I could hear laughing coming from inside. Two voices, both female. One was definitely Veronica’s.
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