Archive for the ‘Trauma’ Category
Lions and tigers and… spiders! Oh my!
Thursday, September 10th, 2009I woke up this morning and went through my usual motions: check facebook, check myspace, check email, scour craigslist for jobs. The doorbell rang, and I went to go see who it was. It was UPS, delivering a package. I accepted it, and checked the mailbox, just in case. The mail never comes this early [...]
Mini crisis
Friday, January 2nd, 2009My day got off to an AWESOME start. Eric got up at around 6 this morning, waking me up as per usual. I was able to drift back to sleep, but was awoken once again when it was time for him to leave for work. As he was heading out the door, Penelope ran out [...]
Blood Suckers
Tuesday, August 12th, 2008Yesterday I donated blood, being the (occasional) good samaritan that I am. Plus, my blood type is O positive, so I’d be benefitting everyone. I’ve donated once before, about a year ago, and it wasn’t too traumatizing an experience. The needle was scary and I’m not a fan of blood, but all in all, nothing [...]
Quite possibly the grossest bathroom story ever
Wednesday, June 4th, 2008The title pretty much sums it up. If you have a weak stomach, stop reading here. I’m serious. What I witnessed isn’t for the faint of heart. And I swear to the Powers That Be, if I ever have to witness something like that again, I’m going to snap. Up to the point that this [...]
Go figure, I can’t stand blood.
Tuesday, April 15th, 2008Yesterday proved to be quite an eventful day at work. I was standing guard in my bathroom (they moved me to a tourist-filled floor with one bathroom) when suddenly a security guard ushers in a little old lady., who was clutching her face with a whole bunch of bloodied paper towels. She immediately went to [...]
