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An unwelcome reminder
Apr. 20th, 2007 13:23It has occurred to me that the last several chemical exposures I've had, over the last year or so, have all been to propylene glycol monobutyl ether, a lesser member of the group of ethers that gives me trouble. I'd forgotten what it was like to get hit with Big Daddy EGMBE.
It's not as bad as it could be, but it's being distressingly persistent. I'm doing what I can to lessen the effect, but vitamins seem to do much less than usual, even to try to clear my mind a little and get rid of the tremors. I've resorted to inactivity, essentially, not doing more than typing on the computer; I'm glad I have a laptop as I can lie down while I do so, and immediately stop to rest when I take a bad turn.
I've cancelled everything tomorrow that takes me out of the house (including Gaskells, which breaks my heart as much as missing![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mikz's party). I'll be weak for a while. I was brushing off my mom's suggestion that I take a respirator mask to lab on Tuesday, but now I think I will -- this stuff is not to be toyed with, even if I don't want to look like I'm working too hard to drive home the point. The stakes are too high for me to not protect myself, regardless of appearances.
I need to start writing that email to my profs. I argued with my mom for a while last night about the political structure of college -- she was all for taking it to the head of the department with Disability in tow, and I told her that would tread on far too many toes. I have to go through what amounts to the chain of command, even if it takes longer; if it were anywhere else I might not worry so much, but I have to apply to these people for grad school in a year or two. I really don't want to piss off anybody important.
I need to make up kits of stuff to take as soon as an exposure happens -- not taking any pills after I escaped lab yesterday was dumb. I need something that doesn't take any thought, just the reflex to reach for a vial.
It's not as bad as it could be, but it's being distressingly persistent. I'm doing what I can to lessen the effect, but vitamins seem to do much less than usual, even to try to clear my mind a little and get rid of the tremors. I've resorted to inactivity, essentially, not doing more than typing on the computer; I'm glad I have a laptop as I can lie down while I do so, and immediately stop to rest when I take a bad turn.
I've cancelled everything tomorrow that takes me out of the house (including Gaskells, which breaks my heart as much as missing
mikz's party). I'll be weak for a while. I was brushing off my mom's suggestion that I take a respirator mask to lab on Tuesday, but now I think I will -- this stuff is not to be toyed with, even if I don't want to look like I'm working too hard to drive home the point. The stakes are too high for me to not protect myself, regardless of appearances.I need to start writing that email to my profs. I argued with my mom for a while last night about the political structure of college -- she was all for taking it to the head of the department with Disability in tow, and I told her that would tread on far too many toes. I have to go through what amounts to the chain of command, even if it takes longer; if it were anywhere else I might not worry so much, but I have to apply to these people for grad school in a year or two. I really don't want to piss off anybody important.
I need to make up kits of stuff to take as soon as an exposure happens -- not taking any pills after I escaped lab yesterday was dumb. I need something that doesn't take any thought, just the reflex to reach for a vial.
