I just got the word back that I'm the picture of health and I'm good to donate

. Now that I'm not holding my breath anymore, I wanted to share this story.
I'm currently living with my OCD sister at her new house for the time being. Even thought she's very neat and clean and bodily functions kind of freak her out she was very supportive and nice about the fact that I had to keep a big bottle of my pee in her fridge for 24 hours. Just so she didn't have to look at it, I put the bottle in a brown paper bag and kept in in a drawer. Out of site, out of mind.
The morning I was supposed to be done with the pee test, I was taking the bottle out of the fridge for the last collection and the bag ripped, the bottle hit the floor and the, um, ahem, "contents" of the bottle spilled all over the kitchen floor. It was like a nightmare. I cleaned it up and disinfected the floor and threw out everything I used for the clean up but my sister can never know. She'll burn her house down, she'll never come home... she might even kill me.
So, it's just pee, though and there's really nothing in pee that will hurt anyone I know. But two days ago my sister was cutting up a banana and a piece hit the floor. We have a 0 second rule in the house because we have cats but for some reason she felt like the banana was immune to that rule so she picked the piece up off the floor and put it in her mouth. I screamed. Like, blood curdling scream. I think she thought I was overreacting to get a laugh, and ended up spitting the banana out. Thankfully, too because if she had kept chewing it I would of had to of told her what happened. It's just to gross.