Sunday m
I like this time of year, the big down part of this weekend was watching the Saskatchewan Roughriders loose for the fourth week in a row. This sucks, or at least to say their playing sucks.
This all started when I forgot to eat this morning. I was in a major rush today and for the last while just haven't been hungry. After a busy day at work I had to take my wife in for her shots. Every three or four months Marla has to get 16 to 20 needles in her legs. To help with the needles, we rub emla cream on them about half an hour before her session. The cream numbs the nerves and skin on her legs and makes getting all the needles a little easier. Well I was late so we quickly rubbed down her legs and took off to the doctor. When we got to the doctor's office, the receptionist had put out a pail of those dreaded chocolates for Halloween. Well my hungry gave in and I decided to have one.
The problem was that when we raced out of the house I forgot to wash my hands. So as soon as I unwrapped the bar some of the cream went onto it. I noticed it tasted not like I remembered chocolate. I haven't had any in ages. But then within a few minutes my mouth felt wierd. In fact it felt like I was at the dentist and he had froze half my face. I was so embarassed because my lips, cheeks, and tongue were numb. My wife, however, thought it was a total hoot.
So my lesson was stay away from the chocolate…. and wash my hands.