Vaccinations

I am terrified of needles. I'm not even sure if that is true of me mentally but certainly my body is. I passed out about 4 times while getting my vaccinations for Africa recently. One time for ever shot. They put you in this tiny closet of a room where you can't lay down. They did give me a warm washcloth. Great, really helpful. I TOTALLY won't pass out now.... right.

The worst part about passing out so easy is that I am always mad at my body for doing it. No matter how calm I think I'm being or how focused I am on something else like, breathing say, I still go down every time. This mostly hurts my pride. I like to think that I'm a big girl and can totally do everything on my own. But really, I am coming to the fast conclusion that if I am going to get more than one shot I need to bring someone with me to drive me home afterwards. That fuzzy feeling that comes into my head when needles are in the picture is just a factor of my life. Being a doctor or nurse is not a career that would suit me well. I'm not even sure how I would ever get through a pregnancy.

PS- Fertile Ground, a new works festival in its second year in Portland is going on right now and I have gotten to see a few fun plays. One of them was at Northwest Children's Theatre where I work and got a stellar review. You can check that out here.

I also got to see a pretty amazing shadow puppet show called Bugged. This show has made me think a lot. It contained a lot of the magic I feel most all theatre should contain. Had some astounding transitions and I can't believe it was all done with paper puppets and your regular old school slide projector. Very cool.