Marty's Travels

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I’m radioactive

I had the “nuclear” test done today that I’ve been waiting for, but results are a week away. For the next three days I’m “visible” to anything looking for radioactivity so I have a note to show whoever needs to know. I figured this meant airports, but they said since I ride the ferries I’ll need the note.

The test itself was rather bizarre, involving a drug that put my body under severe stress for a few minutes. As I sat in the chair, I was gasping for breath as if I was running. It died off on it’s own in a few minutes, but they were ready with the antidote just in case: a cup of coffee. The antidote is caffeine, which is why I couldn’t have any for the last day.

No lasting effects.