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Rob got stung by one of our bark scorpions this morning. He's lucky that a) he didn't have an allergic reaction & die, & b) that he still has all 10 fingers. I was so nervous sitting there at Child Haven waiting for the phone call saying, "They're going to have to amputate." So now he's sitting on the couch watching 'Buffy', completely drugged out of his gourd. They gave him an epinephrine shot, a breathing treatment, Valium, some prednisone (anti-inflammatory), antihistamines, & some Tagamet to ease the effect of all the other crap on his stomach. Sent him home w/Vicodin & Valium & another emergeny epinephrine shot in case he develops an allergic reaction later on tonight. His pupils are like two wee small little dots in his swollen head, his arm's all swollen, the veins are all popped up, his fingers & hand are puffy, and he's got a great pins-&-needles sensation all over the right side of his body. His greatest complaint is that he can't play Diablo.
Of course, when he called & told me, my first reaction was to ask, "What did it feel like? A nail gun? A bee sting?" The scorpion actually nailed him about 4 or 5 times before he could move his hand (which was probably in the span of 2-4 seconds.) & one of the stings is actually a slash - those stingers are apparently quite sharp & capable of doing great damage. The scorpion was probably about 2" long. I was really expecting it to be myself who'd get stung - I was just out digging weeds in the area the other night. Rob was just moving bricks so he could dump gravel back there & the scorpion was under one of the bricks.
It's weird - always listen to the little voices. I told him to wait til tomorrow to move gravel, because I'd be off tomorrow night & be able to help. His mom told him that it was ok to put it off... he really didn't even want to do anything w/it today, but it was cool & overcast & he had the 'roundtuit to spare. About 20 minutes before he called, I got a stabbing sensation in my hand, but I put it off as being residuals from my shoulder problem. For me, it is absolutely useless being psychic. I'm so used to NOT paying attention to my feelings that when I do get impressions, I tend to just brush them aside as phantoms & the willies.
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Do you love me?
9. Do you have a crush on me?
10. Would you kiss me?
11. Would you hug me?
12. Physically, what stands out?
13. Emotionally, what stands out?
14. Do you wish I was closer to you?
15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?
16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
17. Am I lovable?
18. How long have you known me?
19. Describe me in one word.
20. What was your first impression?
21. Do you still think that way about me now?
22. What do you think my weakness is?
23. Do you think I'll get married?
24. What makes me happy?
25. What makes me sad?
26. What reminds you of me?
27. If you could give me anything what would it be?
28. How well do you know me?
29. When's the last time you saw me?
30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
31. Do you think I could/would kill someone?
32. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
33. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
34. Are you going to put this on your live journal and see what I say about you?
Of course, when he called & told me, my first reaction was to ask, "What did it feel like? A nail gun? A bee sting?" The scorpion actually nailed him about 4 or 5 times before he could move his hand (which was probably in the span of 2-4 seconds.) & one of the stings is actually a slash - those stingers are apparently quite sharp & capable of doing great damage. The scorpion was probably about 2" long. I was really expecting it to be myself who'd get stung - I was just out digging weeds in the area the other night. Rob was just moving bricks so he could dump gravel back there & the scorpion was under one of the bricks.
It's weird - always listen to the little voices. I told him to wait til tomorrow to move gravel, because I'd be off tomorrow night & be able to help. His mom told him that it was ok to put it off... he really didn't even want to do anything w/it today, but it was cool & overcast & he had the 'roundtuit to spare. About 20 minutes before he called, I got a stabbing sensation in my hand, but I put it off as being residuals from my shoulder problem. For me, it is absolutely useless being psychic. I'm so used to NOT paying attention to my feelings that when I do get impressions, I tend to just brush them aside as phantoms & the willies.
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Do you love me?
9. Do you have a crush on me?
10. Would you kiss me?
11. Would you hug me?
12. Physically, what stands out?
13. Emotionally, what stands out?
14. Do you wish I was closer to you?
15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?
16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
17. Am I lovable?
18. How long have you known me?
19. Describe me in one word.
20. What was your first impression?
21. Do you still think that way about me now?
22. What do you think my weakness is?
23. Do you think I'll get married?
24. What makes me happy?
25. What makes me sad?
26. What reminds you of me?
27. If you could give me anything what would it be?
28. How well do you know me?
29. When's the last time you saw me?
30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
31. Do you think I could/would kill someone?
32. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
33. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
34. Are you going to put this on your live journal and see what I say about you?
