I remember posting about the old gym wall (I think it has since been renovated) of the school where I used to work. I thought it was actually harmless since nobody ever issued complaints about their health but a friend of mine said that it wasn’t altogether harmless. I forget what she said it was, but I think it wasn’t asbestos. Then again, asbestos is not the only unwholesome thing one can have in one’s walls. I guess it was just fortunate that nobody ever got sick. I think I was actually pregnant around that time when the kids had their plaster powder smearing fun. Now that I’m pregnant once again, I have this tendency to be ridiculously paranoid about the stuff that I’m exposed to. I hope it’s actually a natural impulse and not just me being a diva. I’m wary of crowds and the possible diseases they carry. I’m suspicious of old structures (and they interest me so too!) and quickly look up stuff on asbestos, lung disease symptoms, mesothelioma life expectancy, etc. upon exposure. It’s not just the normal noxious stuff we worry about too, like exhaust fumes and artificial additives in food. I’m talking about really mundane things like daily personal hygiene products. And then, I remember the people in Japan and the threat of radiation. Maybe it’s good to be extra careful and all, but it’s possible I just might be divaing it up a bit. So, I quickly get over myself.