Well (deep subject, I know), Monday I went geocaching. We got within about .15 miles away from the coordinates and had to park the car and hike the rest of the way in. It took us almost an hour to get 500 feet into the brush. We had to hike through briar, cactus, mesquite, over a dried up creek bed full of questionable looking items, over an old rusty barbed wire fence and climb up a small ridge.
By then my dumbass who wore shorts, is cut all the fuCk up. We'd just come for lunch, so I ended up having to find a bush to water. Found the cache about 2 feet from where I pissed, pleasant. It's under a 3ft tall cactus tree bush. We cant reach it without ending up full of cactus. None of the sticks near by are strong enough to pick up the ammo box. Finally find a stick a few meters away that was strong enough for the job. Get inside the ammo box/cache and find junk. I took a glow stick.
On the way back we are ******* HOT, sweat is litteraly gushing out of us. I go to straddle the barbed wire fence to climb over it and the damn wire pops up just as I'm lifting my last leg over it and cuts a nice gash into my knee. I bleed like a ******* stuck pig with all the meds I'm on atm. I'm fine though, we get within sight of the car and I walk into a fuCking cactus bush. I know have mesquite thorns in the back of my leg, gashes all over from the briar, a cut knee that is bleeding through the band-aid and an arm full of cactus, but I have my glow stick!
Tuesday, I go down to the base to get a tetanus shot scince I wasnt certain when the last tetanus shot I had was. Not bad, it hurt but no biggy. I go on about my day.
Wednesday, My arm where I got the tetanus is too sore to move, its swollen and giving off heat. I'm thinking, NOT GOOD! I try to self medicate with benadryl and motrin. I cant raise my arm above shoulder height without crying in pain.
Thursday, I give in call the base about it. Turns out I have an allergy to this apparently. They send me to the minor emergency clinic who gives me a shot of dexamethasone to help. So now my *** cheek hurts and my arm hurts.
Its, Friday. Arm is still sore, *** doesnt hurt, but I dont feel like doing ****. Blech.