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Need a hand? Perhaps an arm?

I was wrong. But then again, who am I joking? I'm always wrong.

Your arm doesn't feel like it's going to fall off from guardisil. Or chicken pox.

It's the freaking tetanus shot that I didn't realize I got--at the time. Well, maybe I did realize it, although preferred to forget about.

My arm feels like it's going to FALL OFF.

I have this big lump where they stuck me with it, and then the other one I got on that arm is sore like hell. I don't remember which is which, but I think they said the chicken pox one and the tetanus were put on the same one because I asked them to put the lesser-hurting one (guardisil, I guess) on my right arm. I had my softball game on Monday night when my arms weren't as bad as they are now. Tonight we were supposed to have a double header, but as usual, a last minute thunderstorm rolled in.

Prepare to see this if my arm doesn't feel better tomorrow:

Although, it would probably be more up towards my shoulder.

Oh, and guess what!

The Queen got her permit today!

I know, I'm so excited. I took that retarded test and got 2 wrong...but I passed anyways. My dad let me drive home.

And let me tell ya--I've got a LOT to learn, hee hee.

Ugh, don't even look at my Summer Reading List. I haven't made a dent in it at all. One book. ONE BOOK!!

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SalGal said…
Girl, you remind me of why I've never gotten a tetanus shot, even though I'm "supposed" to.

I figure, I'm 32. If I haven't had one since I don't even know when (and I'm looking allllllllll the way back into grade school here in my crystal ball), then I don't really need it.

Now watch me step on a rusty nail tomorrow...
June 14, 2007 at 12:39:00 AM EDT
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