long time no write.

Things have been quite busy, if not crazy, since last week.

Update. To start things up, something more recent.

I have just been to the E.R. for a tetanus shot and some antibiotics. I'll be fine nothing major. I pricked myself with a big needle last night at work while preparing for our "Easter section". To make the story short, this morning my palm where the needle was was sore and my managers found out so in fear (myself) of getting an infection (or possibly have my mouth foaming in the next few days) they sent me to NYU's E.R. this afternoon to get some help. I was in there for a good 4 hours alone... thinking will I die(?). Seriously.

I entertained myself with my Moleskin in the E.R.. but just being in there made me sad. I realized how vulnerable I was or even everyone is. Having to go alone, being surrounded by other people who all need help. Constantly wanting attention so someone could help them. I quietly sat in the lobby waiting for my turn, observing everybody else including myself. When will I be next? Things are very different here. Different in an impersonal level. But I guess you to be a rock to be there and not feel anything. I just find it strange. Maybe because I was alone and had to "fend" for myself. In any case I felt helpless and this made me home sick in a way.

So now I'm home and my upper right arm is starting to hurt. Everything will be alright... I need to buy some antibiotics (4x/day for a week) in the morning, not to mention make my lunch. It has been hectic that the lack of time doesn't allow me the luxury to make decent food this week. It's already Tuesday and I haven't gone to the super market yet.

Fun things to be written in the next few days.