This week I started the 3-5-year journey of allergy shots. After about three months of three times a week, I can go down to once a week for a few more months, then every other week, and finally once a month by about the one-year mark.
And the shots are definitely plural, as I get four at each visit, two in each arm. (Good thing I didn't test positive for mold allergies or some of the weeds. I think that would've taken it up to eight.) Thankfully, the needles are tiny and barely pinch, though that's very dependent on the shot technique of the nurse. *eyes bruise from Friday* It's also nice that the building is less than a block from my office, so it's easy to go over on my lunch break.
The biggest annoyance is sitting in the waiting room for thirty minutes after so that I can be near medical help in case of anaphylaxis. It's not unpleasant; it can just get noisy if lots of people are there.
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I go back to skating in a week. It's going to be my last lesson with C before she moves away. :( I guess at some point I need to approach the other coaches I have in mind and see if they're taking new students now.
A lot of the other adult skaters have started taking a drop-in beginning ballet class held by the Nashville Ballet. (There's lots of cross-fertilization between skating and ballet skills, which is the only reason I would consider it, as it's not really my favorite form of dance to do.) I'm tempted, but it gets out kind of late on Mondays, and depriving myself of sleep at the beginning of the week tends to end badly.
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Since I have to use up my banked leave, I'm thinking about a vacation to Charleston, SC, sometime in September. My parents may or may not be coming along. The boat tour to Capers Island looks absolutely fantastic, and there's of course a plantation house with gardens (pick any Southern city and there will be a bare minimum of three plantation houses with gardens within thirty miles), and the architecture is supposed to be very cool. We were originally going to do the Outer Banks in North Carolina, but that lost its luster when I realized how much driving you have to do between the different attractions, and how much of a pain it would be to see some of them, like the wild ponies around Corolla (you have to rent a 4x4).
I hope I don't pick a week when a hurricane hits that part of the coast. That's always a possibility in the spring and fall.
And the shots are definitely plural, as I get four at each visit, two in each arm. (Good thing I didn't test positive for mold allergies or some of the weeds. I think that would've taken it up to eight.) Thankfully, the needles are tiny and barely pinch, though that's very dependent on the shot technique of the nurse. *eyes bruise from Friday* It's also nice that the building is less than a block from my office, so it's easy to go over on my lunch break.
The biggest annoyance is sitting in the waiting room for thirty minutes after so that I can be near medical help in case of anaphylaxis. It's not unpleasant; it can just get noisy if lots of people are there.
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I go back to skating in a week. It's going to be my last lesson with C before she moves away. :( I guess at some point I need to approach the other coaches I have in mind and see if they're taking new students now.
A lot of the other adult skaters have started taking a drop-in beginning ballet class held by the Nashville Ballet. (There's lots of cross-fertilization between skating and ballet skills, which is the only reason I would consider it, as it's not really my favorite form of dance to do.) I'm tempted, but it gets out kind of late on Mondays, and depriving myself of sleep at the beginning of the week tends to end badly.
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Since I have to use up my banked leave, I'm thinking about a vacation to Charleston, SC, sometime in September. My parents may or may not be coming along. The boat tour to Capers Island looks absolutely fantastic, and there's of course a plantation house with gardens (pick any Southern city and there will be a bare minimum of three plantation houses with gardens within thirty miles), and the architecture is supposed to be very cool. We were originally going to do the Outer Banks in North Carolina, but that lost its luster when I realized how much driving you have to do between the different attractions, and how much of a pain it would be to see some of them, like the wild ponies around Corolla (you have to rent a 4x4).
I hope I don't pick a week when a hurricane hits that part of the coast. That's always a possibility in the spring and fall.
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