In junior high, I left for school one morning and my face looked fine.
During second period, I felt a huge painful lump on the right side of my chin. I had never experienced pain like this before. I immediately got a pass to go to the restroom and discovered the biggest, bright red and puss filled pimple on my face. It was huge. It reminded me of a huge red light on my chin! I tried to squeeze it even though I knew that it would be oozing for the rest of the day and look gross. Unfortunately, it hurt so bad that I was only able to have tears running down my face. I went back to class with this damn pimple on my chin and my eyes filled with tears. I was crushed and pissed.
Of course, for the rest of the day, I ran to the restroom between every class to look at this huge red glowing pimple on my face and to try to pop it. I throbbed to even try to touch it. This was the mother of all pimples. I could not even put my tongue on the right side of my bottom teeth or my eyes would begin tearing due to the severe pain.
It is one of the pimples that has the puss at the top and the base is filled with liquid. I had never had one of those pimples before. I had no idea how badly they hurt.
I tried to rest my chin in my hand during one class and tears swelled in my eyes. This pimple was unbearable. I could not wait to get home and deal with it in my own bathroom.
As soon as I got home, I rushed to the bathroom to wash my face. The towel touching it again made me feel sick. I tried applying towels soaked in hot water to get it to pop. No luck. I tried alcohol. Again no luck. I tried numerous times to carefully align my fingers to try to pop this killer. Everything I tried hurt like hell. It became a battle between the pimple and me. I was determined to win. I thought I'd pass out when I tried to pop it. The pain was unbearable. I finally said I'm giving it one last shot and I almost threw up from the pain. It was not poppable.
In desperation, I went to my Mom and begged her to pop it. (She loved to pop my pimples. She loved to chase me through the house as I avoided her long fingernails! If I voluntarily came to her and asked then she knew something special was going on!) She took one look and I knew that she wanted to take her time and savor the popping of this huge zit. She was in the middle of getting ready for dinner and she said to wait until after dinner. I begged her to do it before dinner. (I did not want to admit to her that I thought I'd throw up when she popped it so I did not want to do it after dinner.)
I barely ate dinner. Any movement of my chin area made it throb. I now dreaded the upcoming popping. I knew that I'd pass out or throw up.
I laid down on her bed with a trashcan so that I'd be ok if I passed out or threw up. My mom got a sterile needle and stuck it. No pain. She squeezed it. Again, no pain. It was over in a flash. It was sooooo easy. I could not believe it. I was truly pissed. I wish I had thought of a needle. The unbearable zit was gone in moments and no scar! The pimple that had caused me so much pain and agony had surrendered easily to a little needle prick.
I did learn one valuable lesson from my mom that night. Sterlized needles are good! When in doubt try them.
Postscript: Many years later I had one of those nasty, gross pimples in my "privacies" . It hurt like hell. It just appeared out of no where. I tried to squeeze it and again the pain was unbearable and made tears come to my eyes. I remembered my Mom's trick. I got a sterile needle and popped it. Again, no pain and it was gone in moments. No huge amounts of puss or anything.
I've only had 2 of these pimples in my entire life and they were both huge, ugly and extremely painful.