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the x-men have nothing on me
May. 12th, 2003 10:50 amI went to the medical centre early this morning complaining of chronic sinusitis which has developed from various allergies. I was prescribed steroids to put up my nose.
Spraying cortico-steroids up my nose had the same effect (fortunately only for 5 minutes) as taking an amount of amphetamines which would send me bouncing off the walls. My olfactory nerves expanded until I could smell through all time and space simultaneously. It was not an entirely unpleasant experience!
So I'm wondering what the chances are that consistent use of this spray will turn me into some kind of mutant, with super-nasal powers of... I don't know: flight, super vision, fire-breathing, future-telling... ?
Actually this brings to mind a period in my early childhood when my parents used to have to tell me that my dinner was in fact a disguised plate of toxic waste which would turn me into a hideous alien from "War of the Worlds" if I managed to finish all of the vegetables. When I was 6 years old, my father actually managed to trick me into eating a hamburger with onions (which were then an ungodly level of yucky) by using this method.
Spraying cortico-steroids up my nose had the same effect (fortunately only for 5 minutes) as taking an amount of amphetamines which would send me bouncing off the walls. My olfactory nerves expanded until I could smell through all time and space simultaneously. It was not an entirely unpleasant experience!
So I'm wondering what the chances are that consistent use of this spray will turn me into some kind of mutant, with super-nasal powers of... I don't know: flight, super vision, fire-breathing, future-telling... ?
Actually this brings to mind a period in my early childhood when my parents used to have to tell me that my dinner was in fact a disguised plate of toxic waste which would turn me into a hideous alien from "War of the Worlds" if I managed to finish all of the vegetables. When I was 6 years old, my father actually managed to trick me into eating a hamburger with onions (which were then an ungodly level of yucky) by using this method.
