Apple Juice, Chipmunks and Dentists.

  • Dec. 17th, 2008 at 9:57 PM
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What am I doing? You ask. I am currently pressing my computer keys with the end of a pencil.
For what reason? You ask. Because they are all sticky.
Um... Do you really want to know? you ask. Yes...
Okay, why are my computer keys all sticky? You ask, cringing. Because I spilled juice on them.
Hmm... What kind of juice? You ask. Apple. But that isn't the point.
Oh, yes. How did I spill apple juice, tasty tasty apple juice, on my keyboard? You ask. Well, technically, I didn't spill it, I dribbled it.
And why, exactly, did I do that? You ask. Well, it wasn't intentional.
Riiiiiight...
Okay, story time!
On Tuesday, yesterday. During a biology exam I got H2O2 (hydrogen peroxide) on my hands. The solution was incredibly weak, but I still had a reaction to it (this happens to me quite frequently in biology), even though it didn't affect anyone else who touched it. C'est très bizarre, n'est ce pas?
Anyway, my biology teacher, to whom we will refer as Tyrant P, and I had the following conversation:
Me: Miss, my hands are burning.
Her: Did you wash them?
Me: Yes.
Her: With soap?
Me: Yes.
Her: Do it again.
*washes hands thoroughly with soap*
Me: They're still burning.
Her: Strange. That's never happened before. *stares off into the distance quizzically*
Me: *through gritted teeth* MY. HANDS. ARE. BURNING!
Her: Huh? Oh, yeah. Go see Mrs __
Me:
Excuse me, Mrs __. I touched the hydrogen peroxide and I washed my hands with soap twice, but they're burning.

Mrs __ put my hands in cold water, then put burn cream on for me and told me to come back if it didn't get better. I stayed for my next period, but then went home because the burning wasn't getting better. My mother drove me to the doctor who gave me more cream for the burns.
So how did I end up with juice on my keyboard? You ask. Well, I had an allergic reaction to the cream.
My face swelled up until I looked like a chipmunk. Whilst lying in bed, my mother popped her head in the door and asked if I needed anything. I said ice. She nodded before stepping into the room completely and pulling out a camera.
"Mum, I need ice," I groaned at her.
"Okay, I understand. Just one quick photo first."
Bitch!
Then, this morning, I had a dentist appointment. It was very awkward having my dentist try to get into my mouth when I could barely open it, but she managed with the aid of some very large, very painful clamps. After she was done with me, my face swelled up even more.
Flash forward to a few minutes ago. I was attempting to drink for the first time since my dentist appointment and discovered, much to my dismay, that I do not have full control over my mouth. Unfortunately, as I am currently having trouble swallowing, what goes in always comes right back out, tasty tasty apple juice included.
So that, is why I am currently typing with the end of a pencil.

On the bright side, that was my last day of school for the year. On the... less bright side? the dark side? the shady side? the side without electricity? I still have quite a bit of French work to finish tomorrow and have dropped off at school on Friday, so that I don't fail. Also on the *fill in the blank* side, I am unable to drink my tasty tasty apple juice.



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