More hypochondria

I think I might have accidentally swallowed poison, though I’m not exactly sure.

I used my beard trimmer today and after trimming my beard, I oiled the blades with the crappy oil it came with.

And then I think I washed my hands afterwards.

I’m convinced I did.

I mean, I must have.

And about 10 minutes after that I went to make a sandwich… a roast beef on wholemeal with mustard sandwich.

And I realised after the first bite I might still have had poison on my hands that I washed them again… or for the first time.

I can’t remember.

And now I feel sick.

I probably washed them. I know I at least rinsed them.

Am I going to die?

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