Storytime: A Swollen Arm & A Poke

So today is, and about to be was, July 11.  Also known as the date when I got home from France after a very long and stressful year 4 years ago.  No, this isn't going to be about France and time again.  Maybe in the near-future when other things are brought about in life, but not for this post.  Instead, let's talk about what happened today instead.  To say the least, it was... strange.  But a normal type of strange.

July 11th, 2014.  The 11th day of July in the year 2014.  7-11-14.

 

Anyways... 

Being 7-11, Jason and I went to... 7-11 (convienence store, if you are not familiar with US convienence stores) for the Free Slurpee day.  Since I'm not really much of a "document your every life's moment with the click of a camera," there are no pictures.  In fact, I don't take very many pictures on my phone to begin with unless it's something on the important side.  Well, waiting in line, Jason decided it would be funny to poke me in the left arm.  Only, when I say "funny" I don't intend to be ironic.

Well, it turns out, I thought this was hilarious.  Not him poking my arm, but this:

A couple of days ago, I had to go to a health department and get an up-to-date Tetanus shot.  Woooo needles.  They don't hurt, in my opinion.  They're just annoying.  Well, Needle-Woman (aka, the nurse giving me the shot) and my Mom remind me to keep my arm moving so my arm doesn't get sore and the medicine/shot-stuff (whatever it is) doesn't stay in one spot.  Being me, I move my arm, but not as often.  Mainly because I move it enough to keep the blood flowing, but not much beyond that.

Well, thanks to this shot, Jason realizes that were the shot was put into my arm... part of my arm is swollen.  Wonderful.  So, he pokes it.  And for some odd reason, there is this really strange feeling that I am having of this poke into the swollen part of my arm.  Not even a minute later, I'm crying from laughter.  I don't know why.  But I imagine this is what people are like after their wisdom teeth are taken out and we all watch those videos on Youtube about the parents recording their doped-up kids after surgery.  Well, you see, this is a guess for me because when I got my wisdom teeth taken out, I was so tired, I just feel asleep.  No giddy-laughy-weirdness.  Just a lot of sleep and ice.  And yet, here I was.  Getting some kind of laughter fit for absolutely no reason, tears streaming down, because of a poke... to a swollen arm.

 I'm still incredibly confused about this.

On the plus side, this laughing-crying fit didn't last too long.  Maybe, in total, about three minutes or so.  By the time I collected myself, Jason and I were at the machine (thank God there were still flavors available that weren't sugar-free) and we filled up our free Slurpee cups.

... and just for the record, this was my first ever free 7-11 Slurpee on 7-11.