I've been spending the last two days pretty much sleeping and doing no-brain activities as an interlude between completing my first two weeks of clinical EMS and properly settling to my revision for the next exam... this in itself isn't the cause of the WTFness, but it does do strange things to my mind that encourage such moments, and even the EMS itself had a fair few sporadic cases. I blame that on animals being weird, and all.
On my last day, I managed to crush a thumb in trying to close a deformed wire-mesh door. Whatever way I caught it, I managed to create a scary blood-blister of a haematoma which looked a bit like a very dark and protrusive mole suddenly popping up on my thumb. I think that sorting it out has possibly given me a much better sense for how to insert hypodermic needles in a less stingy way - nothing like personal experience to increase empathy with your patients...
Also on the last day, I spent five minutes standing by with a blanket to help a nurse catch some cats that, being either slightly feral or just spooked into big-eyed lunacy by the wonders of the admission process, had decided not to go quietly into their kennels but to instead use the nurse as a ladder to great greener pastures unknown (the little space between the ceiling and the top of the stack of kennels). Watching the nurse bringing runaway cats back down with a cat-catcher was, it must be said, just like watching someone land a really big fish that flaps about a lot, then eventually gets loose, runs into a few cupboard doors, jumps about manically and falls in the sink.
It was something of a bizarre experience for me.
Probably moreso for the cat, I guess.
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My brain has been getting much less exercise in the past two days than it has since the middle of the summer - as a result, it seems eager to misunderstand things first time round so I have an excuse to double-take and give it double the activity.
A good example of this revealed itself when I finally got around to checking Hotmail again, so I'd recommend skim-reading your spam-infested inbox if you want an activity to keep your brain sharp and sparky. Or if, like me, you're just really really bored.
For some reason, I read the subject line of a Play.com mail as "Where Christmas Costs Lives" rather than "Where Christmas Costs Less"... I'll take responsibility for that one.
I later spent a few seconds staring dumbly at the subject of a beauty site's newsletter before realising that "[yourname] celebrity bangs and more" actually wasn't porn spam, but that one is entirely their fault...
I've also been receiving "University of Phoenix Online" spam for a few years now although I do keep blocking them, but for some reason "Earn your degree!" sounds less perky and promotional now that I actually have one, and more like they're planning on stealing it, locking me in a room and taunting me with it until I agree to go on an underground mission for the government.
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I'd just like to add that in a recent Mass, the priest made a comment about one of the stained glass windows that he particularly liked, third from the back of the chapel and "on my left, your right."
Louise immediately craned around to her left...
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Oh, and when I tried to use Google Image Search to find a decent photo of a similar cage to the one I shut my thumb in, I learned that the wideshot combination "iron mesh cattery cage vet kennel" is apparently code for "show me many catalogue pictures from that site that sells frozen rodents to snake owners."
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