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Jan. 25th, 2005 02:49 pmSo last night I had a very strange dream.
I won't go into too many details, but it involved a bear chasing me at 65 mph, me unintentionally running from the cops, and them giving me a citation for "Second Degree Vehicular Mayhem". I think it's some sort of odd stress dream. What have I been stressed out about? Oh, nothing major, or nothing that should be major, except for one thing -- I'm a hypochondriac of sorts (as I've mentioned before). Saturday, a small fray in Ein's tether nicked my hand slightly -- a very, very tiny and shallow nick. I should not be worrying about this. Right after getting nicked, I washed it off with antibacterial soap and put some Neosporin on it, just to be safe. Now, I've been immunized for tetanus, although I'm nearing the time to get a booster shot to maintain high levels of antibodies... but still, I just have this irrational fear in my mind.
Never mind that I've been immunized.
Never mind that it's a tiny, tiny wound that barely bled at all.
Never mind that I cleaned the wound almost immediately after getting it.
Never mind that 3 days later, I show no symptoms of anything.
Never mind that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tesstrosa has been nicked/cut by the tethers before, with no ill effects.
I've been trying to keep my head about this, not worry about it, and just take it as a reminder to get a booster shot soon. In the back of my mind, though, there's that part of me that's scared to death of life-threatening disease, the part that thinks every twinge in my lower-right abdomen is possible appendicitis, the part that fears ticks because of Lyme's Disease, the part that generally overreacts whenever something like this comes up... and right now, that part of me is running in circles, wringing its hands and panicking. I need to tell that part of me to sit down, shut up, breathe deeply, and just relax.
I won't go into too many details, but it involved a bear chasing me at 65 mph, me unintentionally running from the cops, and them giving me a citation for "Second Degree Vehicular Mayhem". I think it's some sort of odd stress dream. What have I been stressed out about? Oh, nothing major, or nothing that should be major, except for one thing -- I'm a hypochondriac of sorts (as I've mentioned before). Saturday, a small fray in Ein's tether nicked my hand slightly -- a very, very tiny and shallow nick. I should not be worrying about this. Right after getting nicked, I washed it off with antibacterial soap and put some Neosporin on it, just to be safe. Now, I've been immunized for tetanus, although I'm nearing the time to get a booster shot to maintain high levels of antibodies... but still, I just have this irrational fear in my mind.
Never mind that I've been immunized.
Never mind that it's a tiny, tiny wound that barely bled at all.
Never mind that I cleaned the wound almost immediately after getting it.
Never mind that 3 days later, I show no symptoms of anything.
Never mind that
tesstrosa has been nicked/cut by the tethers before, with no ill effects.I've been trying to keep my head about this, not worry about it, and just take it as a reminder to get a booster shot soon. In the back of my mind, though, there's that part of me that's scared to death of life-threatening disease, the part that thinks every twinge in my lower-right abdomen is possible appendicitis, the part that fears ticks because of Lyme's Disease, the part that generally overreacts whenever something like this comes up... and right now, that part of me is running in circles, wringing its hands and panicking. I need to tell that part of me to sit down, shut up, breathe deeply, and just relax.
