Things were going really good until yesterday. Yesterday when I got into work, I picked up a small black thing on my desk that I thought was dried up glue from the last week but was informed it was mouse poo. I put it down, then got paper towel to pick the rest of the pieces up before throwing the out. There was also a green tinge on the end of some of them as apparently poison baits were placed on Friday. I did wash my hands after picking the one piece up, however I stupidly googled to see what mouse poo looked like and that was my downfall as all these diseases that can be spread by it came up. Which freaked me out, wondering if I will get one of those said diseases listed. However one of the worse ones doesn?t seem to be in Australia however that doesn?t stop my worrying. I am going to get back to writing down my thoughts again as last time it really helped; I shouldn?t have stopped doing that. I am also pretty sure growing up as a kid I would have picked up mouse droppings and was obviously fine. Same with my coworkers who touched some bits on Saturday while cleaning up.
A fresh annoying thought came to my head today while getting a blood test done for an upcoming doctors appointment for an unrelated manner, but after holding the swab with a finger after they’ve taken blood, my damn mind thought what if you get sick from that. I don’t get why these silly thoughts come to me. I know they’re silly but can’t ignore them fully. I wish I didn’t have them and when I go to my doctor on Thursday I’m just gonna ask him what he thinks. I wanna get on top of it again so it doesn’t get worse. Anxiety does seem to run on my mothers side of the family, maybe it’s genetic a bit as well
