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Aug. 22nd, 2008 10:52 pmSo I'm sitting on my couch, watching a movie (Curse of the Golden Flower) with my foot in a bucket of very hot water and epsom salts.
Today I got a tetanus shot, an event occasioned by the fact that I managed to run a nail (more like a spike, really) into my foot at work. This was through the sole of my new work boots, mind you. Ouch like a motherfucker, yo, and as I don't think I have had a tetanus shot since about 1988, off to the doc I went. I didn't need them to look at the foot (It's a puncture wound. They can't DO anything with it but tell me to soak it in hot water and watch for signs of infection.) and the lady on the phone allowed as how I could just show up and get a tetanus shot without much more than showing them the puncture wound to prove that I was not "drug seeking". *sheesh* If I were drug-seeking, I would have complained about nonspecific lower back pain and I would have asked for painkillers. NOBODY drug-seeks for a fucking tetanus shot. Anyway, it did not take long, was really quite fast, and I think there ought to be more of this drive-through style medicine where it is clearly indicated.
I realize that some people claim to react horribly to tetanus shots. I do not. I've had 'em before and I know this.
I realize further that some people, upon running a big ass nail half an inch into their foot, would like some handholding and reassuring about how to care for same. I don't want that or need it. I've actually done better than this with nails and feet, so I know the drill.
(For the studio audience: If you are ever stepping brightly over an electric fence while barefoot, thoroughly inspect your landing area before stepping. In the event that you have failed to inspect the landing area, you may land unfortunately upon a board with nails sticking up that is lurking near-invisibly on the other side of the fence. Should that happen, the board (and its unclean cowshit-covered nails) may stick to your foot. In this unhappy confluence, the proper response is to carefully put your OTHER foot on the nail-free section of the board and pull up the impaled foot. Do not leave the board attached to your foot. It is not helping. Limp off to find hot water and epsom salts for soaking, tetanus shot and lecture about wearing shoes to keep you from dying of lockjaw. Redness in a line running up your leg, pus, and a foot too sore to walk on (not "it hurts when I walk on it" but "I tried to put weight on it and I damn near fell over from the pain.") are indications that you need antibiotics. The red line running up your foot/leg towards the heart is a sign of blood poisoning, SEE A DOCTOR.)
All I needed today was someone to pull up my sleeve (I had enough of shots in the ass when I was a little kid. These days I refuse that option before it is ever offered. Upper arm is fine for all shots. I don't react to anything, ever, and I would rather not show anyone my ass who does not truly need to see it.) and poke me with a needle. I got that, in less than fifteen minutes of doctoring. Yay!
Today I got a tetanus shot, an event occasioned by the fact that I managed to run a nail (more like a spike, really) into my foot at work. This was through the sole of my new work boots, mind you. Ouch like a motherfucker, yo, and as I don't think I have had a tetanus shot since about 1988, off to the doc I went. I didn't need them to look at the foot (It's a puncture wound. They can't DO anything with it but tell me to soak it in hot water and watch for signs of infection.) and the lady on the phone allowed as how I could just show up and get a tetanus shot without much more than showing them the puncture wound to prove that I was not "drug seeking". *sheesh* If I were drug-seeking, I would have complained about nonspecific lower back pain and I would have asked for painkillers. NOBODY drug-seeks for a fucking tetanus shot. Anyway, it did not take long, was really quite fast, and I think there ought to be more of this drive-through style medicine where it is clearly indicated.
I realize that some people claim to react horribly to tetanus shots. I do not. I've had 'em before and I know this.
I realize further that some people, upon running a big ass nail half an inch into their foot, would like some handholding and reassuring about how to care for same. I don't want that or need it. I've actually done better than this with nails and feet, so I know the drill.
(For the studio audience: If you are ever stepping brightly over an electric fence while barefoot, thoroughly inspect your landing area before stepping. In the event that you have failed to inspect the landing area, you may land unfortunately upon a board with nails sticking up that is lurking near-invisibly on the other side of the fence. Should that happen, the board (and its unclean cowshit-covered nails) may stick to your foot. In this unhappy confluence, the proper response is to carefully put your OTHER foot on the nail-free section of the board and pull up the impaled foot. Do not leave the board attached to your foot. It is not helping. Limp off to find hot water and epsom salts for soaking, tetanus shot and lecture about wearing shoes to keep you from dying of lockjaw. Redness in a line running up your leg, pus, and a foot too sore to walk on (not "it hurts when I walk on it" but "I tried to put weight on it and I damn near fell over from the pain.") are indications that you need antibiotics. The red line running up your foot/leg towards the heart is a sign of blood poisoning, SEE A DOCTOR.)
All I needed today was someone to pull up my sleeve (I had enough of shots in the ass when I was a little kid. These days I refuse that option before it is ever offered. Upper arm is fine for all shots. I don't react to anything, ever, and I would rather not show anyone my ass who does not truly need to see it.) and poke me with a needle. I got that, in less than fifteen minutes of doctoring. Yay!
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Date: 2008-08-24 09:40 pm (UTC)Taking brain in for reinstall now.
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