I’m totally wired

For the next 24 hours, I am science’s bitch. I am a guinea pig in a friend’s friend’s stress profile research.

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I have 6 electrodes stuck to my body and wires that lead to a device I carry on my hip. A second device sits on my table, it has a switch and a mouth piece that I get to blow in whenever a piece of Palm pilot software tells me to.

When I go to sleep tonight, I will do so with plastic tubes up my nose, attached to a third device which will measure the gasses I emit while breathing.

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Every hour and a half, the Palm pilot guides me through a routine and asks me questions. (“Who are you with?”, “How do you feel”, “Where are you?”) From time to time, I will have to chew on tampon sized piece of cotton wool.

Tomorrow, I get to carry all the gear into work with me.