Part of the reason for setting a pact between two people is the hope that the otherside does not actually come about and fulfill their end. When one side does not seem likely to hold up their end, it relieves the other from having to carry out any such duties or agreements made between the two.
That is why I make pacts/agreements. The dental visit by one half recently made vision all blurry. In the end, a few days later, this morning in fact, I sutured the deal and made a visit to my doctor.
In an hour of nothing, waiting for the clock to run around I was still unable to bring forth any iota or notion that I was there, sitting mindlessly, for some concrete reason other than carrying out my half of the deal. The suggestion was to get a once over, a simple check-up. In the end, I bowed to frustration and asked for any kind of injection that would be fitting for the day.
Indeed there was.
A Hepatitis B vaccination shot in fact. Glory be, I had found a reason. Then I remembered how it was to be administered.
Some rubbing alcohol, a minute rupture of the skin, seconds and it was all over. The arm then fell to what most bored brains fall victim to. Numbness. The block upper from the shoulder down to what should be the first indent of muscle lay in existence to void. I don't know why but I am keeping that band-aid.
Thursday, 6 September 2001 - 08:17
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