November 14, 2007
I've Got Yoooouuu Under My Skin
So if my 100% eBay feedback rating (from 816 unique users) isn't enough proof that I'm a socially-inept poindexter, perhaps this will help tip it in:
I have R.T.S. Repetitive Task Syndrome, which basically means I'm doing the same thing over and over, too much. The R.T.S. is in my forearm. My right forearm. That's right, I have... Mouser's Arm.
I have a computer-related injury, people. I shouldn't be surprised, really. Think of all the other injuries I've gotten by doing nothing particularly strenuous: hurt my leg jogging across the street; sprained my ankle taking the garbage out; kinked my neck while sleeping. It only makes sense that I pulled a muscle sitting on my ass looking at lip glosses.
Dr. Angel: If the inflamation reaches the tendons, it's gonna be tennis elbow.
PW: You do realize the full irony of that statement, don't you?
I hate him so much sometimes. He thinks he's so smart, with his degrees on the wall and his books on the shelves. If he's not careful, I'm going to stop thinking about him every time I shower.
I was so excited when he suggested acupuncture! I let him stick ten needles into my arm, and honestly, it didn't even hurt.
PW: Cool! I look like that guy from "Hellraiser!"
Dr. A: Neat, huh?
PW: Oh, man, I wish I had my camera so you could take a picture for my blog.
Dr. A: I'll take one with my phone and email it to you! [leaves and comes back with phone] Now, I've never actually done this before...
PW: Is there a thirteen year old in the waiting room who could help you?
Dr. A: No. [takes the photo] Got it! Now what's your email address?
PW: S... L...
Dr. A: Wait, slow down!
PW: [gives him whole email address] ...at Yahoo dot com.
Dr. A: T-Y?
PW: No, C-O-M.
Dr. A: Shut up. Now lemme see if I can figure this out...
PW: Know what I love? You've got people in your waiting room, and you're in here emailing me a photo of my perforated arm.
Dr. A: Meh. They're fine.
Of course, the photo didn't go through the first two times he tried to send it. I had to call him at work and have him resend it, but here's the fruit of his labor:
Irrefutable proof that I finally got poked by Dr. Angel.
Comments
Congrats on getting poked by the hot doctor!
Did the acupuncture help? I have a friend with mouser's arm and she's been through all kinds of ineffective treatments. Any beneficial results??
Posted by: Numerica at November 14, 2007 10:22 AM
That's not "Irrefutable proof"!! Hell, that's probably not even *your* arm!
No, he'll have to 'poke' you again. Have a third party take the photo.
You know we like to watch...
Posted by: CelticElff at November 14, 2007 10:40 AM
You can tell it's me because the skin is freakishly white!
Posted by: Wenchie at November 14, 2007 06:43 PM
I received acupuncture by Dr. Angel a few times for wrist and arm problems. And if acupuncture isn't weird enough science for you, he once put a small silver ball in my earlobe to help cure my cold. It stayed there a few days and fell out on it's own. I think he makes this stuff up as he goes along!
Posted by: Spikette at November 15, 2007 12:25 PM