On the night before the class field trip to the funeral home, do not:
-drink lots of instant coffee at midnight
-stay up very, very late on a caffeine high while failing to actually get any work done
-in fact get only two hours of sleep
-eat no breakfast you still only have instant coffee in your stomach
-stand right next to the funeral director when he is showing off the embalming room while people ask inane questions and you inhale all the formaldehyde fume while thinking about your dead Sunday school teacher
DO:
-get OUT of the embalming room when you start to feel dizzy
Did I follow any of this advice? Naturally not.
Yep, folks. It was another exciting fainting spell for Ari, While I suppose it's possible to be more embarrassed, I can't imagine how.
My God. I fainted. I can't frelling believe it. Well, for now, I'm off to take a little nap on the theory that it can't hurt and I still have lots I need to do today.
-drink lots of instant coffee at midnight
-stay up very, very late on a caffeine high while failing to actually get any work done
-in fact get only two hours of sleep
-eat no breakfast you still only have instant coffee in your stomach
-stand right next to the funeral director when he is showing off the embalming room while people ask inane questions and you inhale all the formaldehyde fume while thinking about your dead Sunday school teacher
DO:
-get OUT of the embalming room when you start to feel dizzy
Did I follow any of this advice? Naturally not.
Yep, folks. It was another exciting fainting spell for Ari, While I suppose it's possible to be more embarrassed, I can't imagine how.
My God. I fainted. I can't frelling believe it. Well, for now, I'm off to take a little nap on the theory that it can't hurt and I still have lots I need to do today.
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Date: 2004-10-27 03:08 pm (UTC)Poor Ari!
I say, take a page from the Rodney McKay playbook. It was not *fainting*. It was passing out.
And *hug* again. Oh god, you were thinking about Jeane. Dude, triple hug. Hug^10.
Yeah, I can see how anyone would pass out under those circumstances. And what about the embalming place made you think of Jeane? If that's not too personal.
I promise, that should I ever have to go visit an embalming room I'll get plenty of breakfast, sleep, and fresh air.
- Meg
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Date: 2004-10-27 03:35 pm (UTC)Yeah. It's kind of an auto-reflex for me. Funeral homes=death=Jeane. So there I was about two inches away from the embalming room, thinking about how Jeane's body looked at the wake, and how NOT like Jeane it looked, and he was talking about how they can put the body back together, and use like, chicken wire and wax and stuff to make it look as real as possible, and I'm like, ooh, lookit all the zigzaggy lines, and then this girl asks, "So, what do you do, do you drain the body first or...?" and he's like, "Well, we force the embalming fluid in and hopefully it forces their bodily fluids out?" and then the next thing I know? I'm on my knees and the funeral director goes, "Are you okay?" And I go, "I fainted!" because Ari is good at nothing if not stating the blindingly obvious.
My advice would be, if you ever have to visit an embalming room, don't. I didn't HAVE to, they would have been all nice about it and let anyone who wanted stay upstairs, but no, I had to be brave and macho and unsquickable and see where it got me.
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Date: 2004-10-27 03:42 pm (UTC)There's always that.
And *boggles*. They do that to bodies? Chicken wire. Oh, it's just not something that bears thinking about too much.
But hey, I'd've been the same way. And probably would've passed out even more embarassingly.
- Meg
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Date: 2004-10-27 03:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-10-27 04:57 pm (UTC)"Why?" I asked the funeral director.
"Well," he said, "our association took a vote and it won out over lemon."
Sympathy on the fainting thing though! (And in an effort not to sound like your mother/aunt/older nosy female I won't point out that breakfast is the most important meal of the day)(See how I didn't point that out? *g*)
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Date: 2004-10-27 05:07 pm (UTC)Whee.
!
Date: 2004-10-27 08:26 pm (UTC)more *hugses*.
come poke!
(and *hiss*)
-z
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Date: 2004-10-28 04:37 am (UTC)I hope you did indeed get a nap--and food!
Remind me to at least have breakfast the next time I go to a funeral home... :-)
Wishing you well,
Leah
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Date: 2004-10-28 05:40 pm (UTC)here's hoping your next trip to a funeral home is a long time coming...
-Ari
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Date: 2004-10-28 06:13 pm (UTC)I definitely hope so! Thank you.
Leah