Babbles of a Procrastinating Grad Student

I am a ginormous klutz.

I was chopping an onion last night, and obviously wasn't paying enough attention.  The knife slipped and cut into my left forefinger fingernail.  :( :(  It just grazed the fleshy bit underneath, and didn't even really hurt much, but I'm not looking forward to this growing out.  I've already caught the nail on a few things already (which, to be fair, is the only time it really hurts).

*sigh*

On the other hand (heh, literally), I'm really enjoying my new Kobo!  Now to go download a tonne of ebooks for fill it with!

I knew I was going to pay for the two back-to-back soccer games today.  My body aches.  My thighs are tired, as evident by my last pathetic attempt to go up the stairs (and I have a wicked round bruise mid-thigh from a hit I took there while in net).  But worst is my left shoulder/neck area.  Don't know how I managed it, but it's the same spot I've had trouble with it in the past.

So now I'm perched at the kitchen table, job hunting with a heat pack on my neck.  I keep moving it around though because there are other spots that hurt too.  :D  

But you know, it was totally worth it.  Last night was so much fun, and my stamina in the field is increasing.  I'm not going in for subs nearly as often as I have before.  Yay for me!

Beer + hot tub + beer + a beautiful clear sky full of stars + beer = good times.

Except when you fall out of the tub and land on your ankle.  Then it's less so.

Ah man, I had a great day yesterday.

Rode into city centre to do some running around, and stopped at a little 50's diner for lunch. Mmm poutine (with real cheese curds too) and chocolate milkshake.  So good, and so damn filling, I could only eat half of the poutine.  I'm definitely going back there, and probably dragging someone in with me to share the tastiness!

Then, as promised, I checked out one of the museums.  Since I was meeting D (formally known as 'the Maybe' and M, and I really don't like using either of those when I'm actually here and trying this thing out - seems disrespectful) at his place to help with some renos, I decided to hit up the transportation museum since it was right across the street for him.  It was pretty cool.  ( They went through the history and challenges faced by early transportation methods in some of the most rugged and punishing conditions to get through )

I'm glad I went, because it's certainly sparked my interest in the history of the region.  It'll be cool to check out some of the other museums in town.

Heh, but man I almost died  riding D's bike to the museum. HINT: D's place and the museum are at a much higher elevation than my home and city centre.  I'm a prairie girl, we don't do hills.  My legs staged a revolt this morning when I tried biking home.  Wasn't too bad once I got to the downhill section (I've never ridden that fast on a bike in my life!), but getting over the small incline to get to that section was torture!  I am so out of shape, heh.

Alright, time to get moving (despite protest from my legs).  Cheers all!

I am in a ridiculous amount of pain.

My shoulder, omg, I can't even pretend it's okay because it's already brought me to tears this morning.  Poor M didn't know what to do with me, just rubbed my back and stayed quiet.  I'm now on advils and will be for the rest of the day, and he adviced I get some A535 to rub on it.

I must've slept on it wrong, or something.  It was a bit tender yesterday, but my god this morning was awful.

Anyways, for some positivity to balance the negative, I had a blast at the mug-bogging races yesterday.  Think of this:

• Two long parallel trenches;
• Mud;
• LOTS of water;
• Nearby crowds;
• And a tonne of trucks blazing through the trenches

This all equals MUDDY FUN!  I got splashed at one point, but not nearly as badly as the people lining the fences!  And also: hotdogs, chips, popcorn and cotton candy!  :D

Alright, I'm off to catch the afternoon part of the Canada Day Celebration (HAPPY CANADA DAY!!!).  Missed the pancake breakfast and parade this morning, but got to spend time with M instead, so that was lovely (in spite of the pain).  Have a great day all!

My shoulder and back of neck has been in a hideous amount of pain since yesterday (although it started just a twinge, and then got stiffer and stiffer as the day went on).  Last night sucked, because every time I moved, it would shout at me that that wasn't a good idea, and woke me up each time.  Getting out of bed this morning sucked almost as much as the night before.

I was just thinking this morning that I should keep a journal noting strange things like this, because I vaguely recall a similar pain before.  (ETA: Oh hey, would you look at that.)  And then I remembered that I already have a journal I could record this stuff in, one I might actually not lose.

Look!  I even have an appropriate tag all set up for this!

I've got a booboo!  :(  

Last night I managed to scratch my shin pretty badly with a nail. A rusty nail. It hurt at the time and bled for a while, but I sort of forgot about it by this morning.  Until I managed to bang it against the tub, and then I went off to get peroxide and bandages.  I just called my Mom about it, because hey, isn't there a shot you're supposed to get if you're cut by a rusty piece of metal?  Eep.  Mom said keep an eye on it for any weird swelling and redness, and if it's causing any problems by the morning, then head on over to the clinic.  I might just call Health Links in the morning anyways and see what they say.

I hope I don't have to get a shot, because omg shots, and also I'm supposed to go to the Quilt Show tomorrow.  I don't want to be sitting in a clinic for hours instead, waiting to be stabbed by another piece of metal.  *grumps*

Last week was really rough.  After 13-14 hour days Mon-Thurs, I nearly quit on Friday when they sent us to do a really frustrating well decommission, and said that if we don't get it done that afternoon, we'd have to come back on Saturday.  My field partner and I were livid, and while I can't say it was the best well decommission job out there, it got done in a few hours.  

Sadly, at the expense of me getting hurt.  I was frustrated and annoyed, and when the shovel I'd leaned against the van started to slide, I automatically lunged for it.  At the same time, the pick handle that was also leaning against the van fell towards me, and I managed to catch it hard against my ribs just under my breast.  GOD did that ever hurt.  I was concerned that I'd broken a rib at first, but it's just bruised.  Knocked the air from me, though, and combined with my frustration, I was a blubbering mess for a while.  

It's pretty sore today, but I'm fine with that.  Better than having to work today!

Not dying from swollen face, either.  \o/

Went to the Urgent Care Clinic at Health Services on campus, and I'm very impressed.  I was #9 in line to see a doctor, but I only waited about an hour or so to see one, which isn't bad in my books.  The nurse did pull me into an exam room pretty quickly though, to make sure it wasn't an allergic reaction and I was about to go into anaphylactic shock or anything, which was pretty decent of them. 

The doctor couldn't be positive, but she was pretty sure it was some sort of eczema (not emphysema, like I kept thinking while googling), and she prescribed me some hyderm cream for it.  She said give it a few days, and it should clear up.  Can't hurt, anyways, and it may stop the itch.  My eyes will appreciate it.

She quizzed me a lot about my habits lately, if there's been any change in detergent, shampoo, soap, lotion, anything.  Can't be, since I'm moving out soon and trying to use up all the junk I've been using for ages.  BUT, I am in the process of moving, and despite 7 or 8 years of professional house cleaning experience, I'm not all that keen on dusting.  The dust bunnies are vicious, yo.  Especially the buggers under my couch.

Alright, BACK TO WORK HEATHER.

A few days ago, I posted about waking up with a swollen lip.  ( In which I talk about facial swelling and silly drama over health cards )