First - we must review - I hate thorns... I hate Russian Olive Trees... I love my Sister in Law from Russia though! This Site has no special name for a fear of thorns so I guess I'll have to come up with something on my own... pokephobia sounds too much like I'm afraid of some kids' card game... which while that may have some truth is not what I am going for... Maybe I'll leave it up to you, you can name that phobia for me... what, no ideas? that word verifier is sure to give you some good ideas isn't it? The closest I can come up with is Aichmophobia - which is a fear of needles or pointed objects... yeah - that doesn't quite work for me because I can sew with needles all day - and pointed objects in general don't give me the willies... but I STILL refuse to go into my parents backyard because there was once a Russian Olive Tree out there and even though my Dad chopped it down there may still be some stray thorns in the grass...
Second - as I admitted to in the comments yesterday I hate having my feet covered... same goes for my hands. We'll just go ahead and call this an extremity specific form of claustrophobia. Seriously, I could be locked in a small box and not freak out as long as I had enough room to maneuver so that I could remove my socks and shoes. Anyone who saw yesterday's post should be shocked that I never learned my lesson on this one - but aside from that one incident and the fact that I have the most calloused feet this side of the Mississippi this has not hindered my life much. Wait, oh yeah - the glove part did cut short my dental assisting career... I got over that. I was for awhile quite afraid of the dentist (Dentophobia) but then I realized I wasn't afraid of the DENTIST, I was afraid of THE dentist... MY dentist... I got a new one and my teeth are happier and healthier :)
My last phobia (or at least the last one I had BEFORE reading that list) also has no name... seriously people - there are four DIFFERENT words to describe one's fear of prostitutes and venereal disease but if I'm afraid of Foam there's nothing??? that's right - Foam, I said it - I just can't stand the way it feels!!! This is nothing debilitating - I can be in the same room as foam and all... and actually if it's covered I don't have issues... I mean I'll sit on the couch - and even though I know there's a foam divider between the select comfort mattresses I still roll over to Q's side to steal the covers. So actually it's not just foam I'm afraid of... it's NAKED FOAM... okay, now I'm shivering at the thought of touching it... that's enough talk!
and hey - do yourself a little favor... if you are in the least bit "suggestible" you may want to avoid reading that list... because know I'm debating Agateophobia (fear of insanity), Albuminurophobia (fear of kidney disease) and Arachibutyrophobia (fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth)... and that's just the A's!
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Foam? Like matress foam or shaving cream foam? Who knew?
mattress foam... the very idea of an egg crate mattress being under my sleeping bag would keep me awake while camping!
I had a friend in school who had a phobia about fabric being anywhere near her mouth.
I have a phobia of all dentists and the dark, and I'm claustrophobic. I also dislike all feet other than my own. Is that a phobia? I'm afraid to look at the site. :)
It's okay---I'm afraid of worms.
And I definitely HATE egg foam mattresses. Who on earth decided they were comfortable?
ewwww... I forgot about worms... shudder! But wait, it's not worms in general, just when they're dried on the sidewalk after a rain.... ewwww!
OKay OKay...I've got it...
thornphobia...
I mean, I know it's simple...but Google gave me nothing, so I had to come up with that on my own! :)
I'm sorry about your fear of Foam...because the stuff is DELIGHTFUL to touch and OOOHH so soft! :)
Did you see that April lives in our good ol' St. George also? She was traumatized to learn it was OUR Target...
Yes! Egg carton foam, me too. I have a phobia of soggy kitchen sponges. They make my skin crawl.
Hey I thought you were phobic to slugs too!!! Those slimey, long ones that used to crawl up your door frame:D and Remember that song I am going to the garden to eat worms???
and what about the name pricka-phobia (sounds nasty though)
Okay - we can add slugs to the list... thanks for the reminder :) Now I'm NEVER going to sleep!!!
Shelle - one day we're going to have to do a St. G bloggers lunch, maybe in the Target Food Court :)
Okay, maybe you're overthinking about foam but I'll remember not to hand you a foam pad without a covering ever. I had heard the thorn story before -- but somehow I forgot that your Mom saved your foot by not giving up. Hooray for your Mom.
Okay...After reading your blog last night, I dreamed I came to visit you and we went walking on foam THE NASTY ROTTED KIND... THE KIND THAT NEEDS TO BE THROWN AWAY! AND THE FOAM ROTTON PIECES GOT STUCK IN OUR TOES! (I am not making this up) It was fun visitng you in my dream but I got up this morning and checked my toes!!:D
Oh, my gosh! I'm catching up with my reader today. And I totally can't believe we both did phobias this week. Are you a Monk fan, too? Or is this just incredible timing?
Soooooo A Monk Fan!!! (6 seasons on DVD - most watched things in the house!)
i'm afraid of oncoming traffic, and of the oven door flipping up and hitting me on the arm and burning me as i try to get something in/out of the oven.
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