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Akron family is soooo amazing. Their new album is incredible! Tyler downloaded it a few days ago and we listened to it more than a few times on our way to and from Norfolk this weekend. It is so different than this album, not better or worse, just as amazing and in a completely different way. I highly recommend checking it out.
This past week has been quite stressful. I got bit by a dumb little chihuahua last weekend at work and was unfortunately too stupid to ask the owner if the dog had been vaccinated, or to get her information. It was such a small dog and such a small bite that I didn't think anything about it until 6 hours later when the small bite became a big, swollen, oozing hole on my finger. Lovely. And thus began my first experience with the terrible World of Rabies. A word to the wise, if you ever get bit by an animal, for christ's sakes, grab the damn thing and bring it straight to animal control, save yourself this burden.
In the World of Rabies there are several things to keep in mind. One can only know if a particular animal has Rabies by viewing vaccination records or by quarantining it for several days to run tests. Once the animal is gone, so goes the chance to believe that you will not contract Rabies. The incubation period before Rabies symptoms occur can be anywhere from a few weeks to a few years. Once the symptoms do occur, there is no chance for survival. As the nurse at the emergency room last Sunday so eloquently said in response to asking if the vaccines were 100% necessary, "The dog probably didn't have Rabies. But if it did and you don't go through this treatment, you will die." Again, lovely. The first 6 shots were by far the worst, the 4 huge Rabies Globulin injections in my upper thighs and butt winning 1st place for my life's most miserable medical moments. The 7th shot this past Wednesday induced some wonderful flu symptoms. I'm expecting the additional 3 I've got to get over the next few weeks to do much of the same. Terrible!
Everything has been so thrown off by all of this mess. I haven't been to the gym, I haven't done any yoga, I've missed 5 classes, I haven't filled out my Thailand study abroad form, I've acquired my first 2 parking tickets in Richmond, I've lost my 2nd check card in 3 weeks, I've even let down my sugar guard! I've got to get things back on track. Who knew that stupid, ugly, little chihuahua could have caused such an uproar in my life. I know one thing now for sure. Nature is definitely superior to man.
In a more uplifting course of events, Norfolk on Friday/Saturday was awesome. Cold Toast and Rifle Recoil played on of the best music sets I've ever seen at a bar/restaurant. Had a huge slumber party in Tyler's friend's living room and spent a brief but beautiful afternoon at the beach. I got a sunburn, of course, but won't complain in the least for it was more than a trade off for the good energy shared. Toast and Rifle played again last night along with Thrust Lab and blew my mind out of it's skull. Jeff made me cry, Thrust Lab made me dance more freely than I have in years, and Cold Toast made me elated, left me speechless, and excited me about the nature of man and reality. SO GOOD. My house got a little coating of trashdust last night after entertaining some guests and leaving them to their own devices to eat ravioli across the street. Again, more than a trade off. Nothing a broom and time can't cure.
Blahblah, long winded, long update, I know. I must be off, there is much to be done. Oh and CAITLIN I LOVE YOU AND NEED MORE OF YOU IN MY LIFE PLEASE.
This past week has been quite stressful. I got bit by a dumb little chihuahua last weekend at work and was unfortunately too stupid to ask the owner if the dog had been vaccinated, or to get her information. It was such a small dog and such a small bite that I didn't think anything about it until 6 hours later when the small bite became a big, swollen, oozing hole on my finger. Lovely. And thus began my first experience with the terrible World of Rabies. A word to the wise, if you ever get bit by an animal, for christ's sakes, grab the damn thing and bring it straight to animal control, save yourself this burden.
In the World of Rabies there are several things to keep in mind. One can only know if a particular animal has Rabies by viewing vaccination records or by quarantining it for several days to run tests. Once the animal is gone, so goes the chance to believe that you will not contract Rabies. The incubation period before Rabies symptoms occur can be anywhere from a few weeks to a few years. Once the symptoms do occur, there is no chance for survival. As the nurse at the emergency room last Sunday so eloquently said in response to asking if the vaccines were 100% necessary, "The dog probably didn't have Rabies. But if it did and you don't go through this treatment, you will die." Again, lovely. The first 6 shots were by far the worst, the 4 huge Rabies Globulin injections in my upper thighs and butt winning 1st place for my life's most miserable medical moments. The 7th shot this past Wednesday induced some wonderful flu symptoms. I'm expecting the additional 3 I've got to get over the next few weeks to do much of the same. Terrible!
Everything has been so thrown off by all of this mess. I haven't been to the gym, I haven't done any yoga, I've missed 5 classes, I haven't filled out my Thailand study abroad form, I've acquired my first 2 parking tickets in Richmond, I've lost my 2nd check card in 3 weeks, I've even let down my sugar guard! I've got to get things back on track. Who knew that stupid, ugly, little chihuahua could have caused such an uproar in my life. I know one thing now for sure. Nature is definitely superior to man.
In a more uplifting course of events, Norfolk on Friday/Saturday was awesome. Cold Toast and Rifle Recoil played on of the best music sets I've ever seen at a bar/restaurant. Had a huge slumber party in Tyler's friend's living room and spent a brief but beautiful afternoon at the beach. I got a sunburn, of course, but won't complain in the least for it was more than a trade off for the good energy shared. Toast and Rifle played again last night along with Thrust Lab and blew my mind out of it's skull. Jeff made me cry, Thrust Lab made me dance more freely than I have in years, and Cold Toast made me elated, left me speechless, and excited me about the nature of man and reality. SO GOOD. My house got a little coating of trashdust last night after entertaining some guests and leaving them to their own devices to eat ravioli across the street. Again, more than a trade off. Nothing a broom and time can't cure.
Blahblah, long winded, long update, I know. I must be off, there is much to be done. Oh and CAITLIN I LOVE YOU AND NEED MORE OF YOU IN MY LIFE PLEASE.