My aching body

The past week hasn’t been so great on the ol’ body. I’ve decided it’s better just to leave it alone and let it take care of itself. I think bodies appreciate being independent and self-sufficient and we shouldn’t meddle too much.

It started on Saturday when I went to get my first ever pedicure. Just to do it and get the first time out of the way. And to have a girly afternoon and see if it was something I wanted/needed for my wedding day. Wweelllll…it was okay. At least, it was good to spend an afternoon with the girls. But I don’t think I ever need to do it again. People touching your feet? Not that cool. This place was like a factory with rows of big chairs and two people working on every person. They sit you in this huge massage chairs but, of course, I couldn’t relax because two guys with suspiciously long fingernails were touching my feet. And my callouses. All I could think was, “you have the worst job in the world!” Of course, I only ordered a pedicure but turns out they thought a ordered a manicure so before I knew it they were doing my nails. I tried to say ‘no’ but the guy didn’t speak English so I gave up. I could tell the two guys were making fun of me in their foreign language so I just stared across the room at lori petty who seemed to be having a worse time than me. or maybe it was just the aged frowning face, fading tattoos, and hooded sweatshirt. either way, i was thrilled when they were done with my feet. though sitting at the drying table listening to dumb bitches talk about their new fabulous $300 jeans was also painful. just in a different way.

today has proved no better as my entire left arm is in severe pain. who knew that having blood taken was so painful? i'm one of those wimps who never gives blood. and, before today, i hadn't had a doctor check up in over twelve years. so there i was on the doctor's table when some nurse who looked 20 years old shoved a needle into my vein. the needle and the consequently bleeding was painful but i was so proud of myself when she said she was done. "that wasn't so bad" i thought. then the pain shot through my arm. felt like i was suddenly bruised and my arm was so sore. still is sore. can't really bend it. oh, the pain.

guess that's what i get for trying to take care of myself.