Small wonders

I didn't get to sleep in yesterday, but I did get to drive around for a while, which went a long way towards waking me up. Breaking up the monotony that is the Monday thru Friday 9 - 6 has an amazing affect. Something as simple as running errands becomes blissful and uplifting.

My savior on this particular morning was a visit to the allergist. The doctor told me the shots I wanted could make me very sick and would last about 5yrs. He then sent me to the nurse who "scratched" me with a needle filled block, the needles of which had been soaking in different allergens. =D I thoroughly enjoyed the experience.

It's always mesmerizing to me seeing evidence of the body's complex workings. I had surgery on my hand just before moving to California, and though I asked, the doctor wouldn't let me watch. Upon giving blood at a drive on campus I frightened an attendant who saw me watching the blood flow from my arm to fill the small bag. (No, I don't have any particular fetishes with blood, it was just fascinating.) So I watched and tried not to grin as the nurse stuck me with 64 - 80 small needles and then watched some more as my body reacted and several small welts appeared on the soft underside of my arm. (I took a picture, but I'll have to put it up later.)

This morning I returned to my regularly scheduled programming. In a way I feel like I'm waiting for that next chance to break away, to experience something, anything different. For now I'll content myself with the everyday and perhaps for a while be more aware of how it's not quite "everyday".

Tags: Routine, Allergies, Monotony, Needles