Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Friday, August 08, 2008

in the worst possible place

I have been neglecting this. I've just been too sick to deal with this. And it took me almost two months to realize why I was getting sick.

It's my job. It's in part my fault for agreeing to do this project. But I learned bomb caliometry to justify them keeping me employed since my reason for being there wasn't working out. And bombing tissues shouldn't be a problem.

But until that project gets started, I'm getting comfortable with caliometry by bombing foods from the vending machine study. Gluten filled foods.

In prepping samples for caliometry, the moisture has to go away by freeze drying (like the one in the anthrax case). You're left with a dusty powder of gluten filled food.

You try NOT to breathe that stuff in. But you can't help it but get it everywhere. So I'm sure that includes my nose and throat.

Monday, I feel pretty good and get started in the weeks food prep. By Friday I'm feeling horrible, tired, crampy, sore, and just overall sick. I'm getting lesions again on my legs that I only get from chronic gluten exposure.

I don't know what to do. I signed the contract to do this stuff, without considering the toll it'd take on my health. Since the job market sucks, I can't just quit.

So I've been just putting up with it for the most part. I finally figured out how "big" the gluten molecule is, and I doubt I can find appropiate protection from it. If you want to know, the molecular weight of a gluten molecule is about 2,000,000 Da. But to but that in scale, that's 1/6,000 the size of your entire DNA genome!

I'm glad I'm getting out of town this weekend and going camping. The fresh clean air will probably make me feel a lot better.

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