yesterday i went to the doctor. i needed them to sign my health form from work. one of those, "hmm...you're alive. let me sign your paper," moments. in and out, 20 minutes.
wrong.
two and a half hours surrounded by extreme white trash and annoying children.
and they gave me a shot. tetanus. granted, i haven't had one since pre-school, and it would be pretty important were i to get in a car wreck, or stabbed by a rusty nail, or captured by that creepy dude from the saw movies. but still, i didn't want a shot.
and now i can't life my arm higher than my shoulder.
(on a side note, my half the students in my advanced class didn't know what "innoculation" means. they are seventeen years old. sheesh.)
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- laura
- a 27 year old with two degrees in history, a fiance, a military commission, and more than her fair share of neuroses. i've figured out what i'm doing with the rest of my life, but getting the government to agree with me is going to be the trick.
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