I've transformed myself into a studying machine. The whiny complainy part of my brain, that thinks I have too much studying to do, is curled up into a little ball and sobbing quietly in the back left hand corner of my brain.
Last Friday I had my first General Therapeutics lab and almost knocked over a type E Oxygen cylinder. I kind of tripped over the damn thing. The lab instructor saw me do it and asked if I was OK. At that point I had both hands on the cylinder and was trying not to have a stroke. I told her that I was more concerned about the cylinder. Her response was, "Good RT". She seemed to think that my reaction was kind of funny. Note to self: I there are small Oxygen cylinders in the room, try not to knock them over.
I was hungry last night and had a craving for spaghetti. I cooked up some pasta and went to the fridge to get the sauce, that I had opened and used a few days earlier. The sauce wasn't there. WTF? Did I imagine the last time I ate spaghetti? Oh crap. I put it back in the cupboard after I opened and used some of it. It looked pretty good. It didn't smell or taste funny. Hmm. What could go wrong if I had some? I noticed the "Refrigerate after opening" warning and then promptly dumped the stuff down the kitchen sink.
Pasta with Ranch salad dressing, actually tastes pretty good...
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
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That doesn't sound good!
ReplyDeleteI usually just eat stuff. I figure if it turns out to be poisonous, I can always throw up later. This is a philosophy that has enabled me to eat hundreds of pounds of free food of questionable age found in the hospital.
ReplyDeleteI tend to avoid practices that might lead to me vomiting, so I'm not going to adopt your little free food aquisition philosophy.
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