I've been so grateful that Dad was totally okay with MRIs because he's had lots in the past two months. Though I think it's another month until his next one. It's chilling how much I stress about every test. I just want people to tell me he's improving and doing well and all that shit.
But I'm down in San Diego on the bus to a rental car so I will see for myself in the morning.
Odd - on the plane the woman in my row with a kid asked if Id give up my window so her other kid behind her could sit there. And sure. But then the kid didn't want to. So I got my window seat and as I'm getting in, she tells me that the boy I'm sitting next to is autistic. That was totally valuable information. And he was really sweet. Clearly autistic when he went to grab my water and started touching my iPad while I was reading. But I knew and it was so much less stressful than the just badly behaved girl near me before boarding. She was just a pill.
Glad to hear you'll get some first hand info, Cass. It'll be good to see him in person.
Sounds like a fraught passenger trip; I would have been stressed by both of those things, even with warning.
Because I had the info and maybe because I reverted to a little bit of being freaked out but almost numbly so because my last trip here was so brutal, it was a fine trip. Weird.
And it'd have been really disturbing if she hadn't disclosed his autism but, because she did, it was okay. I did make sure I turned my screen when there were naughty words in my book.
I have to set up the internet here. Tomorrow. Tonight I shower and sleep.
Dead batteries in the remote. Blergh.
But, Nailistas, Dutch 'Ya Just Love OPI? [link] is pretty. Dusky grape bombed with gold microglitter. I need to own this one. Burrell, it looks good on us.
Building alarm system has been blaring for the entire 8 hours since I got home from work. Obviously, it does not actually alert anyone who's supposed to respond to it, and has a habit of false alarms on weekends when building management is out of contact. It can only be shut off by someone with a key, which the fire department doen't have.
A wooden axe handle would insulate against electric current if someone were to chop through a big cable inside a protective metal tube, right?
Ugh. Awake. And Time Warner fucked up and disconnected our cable, phone and Internet a week early. Thanks?
Sue! I had no idea Nova Scotia was such a magic place: [link]
So, I am not claustrophobic. At least I never considered myself to be UNTIL I had an MRI. It took ever fiber of my self-restraint, not to scream to get me the fuck out of there. I was pissed that I didn't have a valium or something ahead of time.
On top of it, I wasn't supposed to have eaten for X hours before the MRI, and my MRI was delayed by hours because of an emergency (fine). But it was so long I was waiting that I nearly passed out after the test and had to go to the hospital cafeteria and eat something and sit down for 1 hour in order to be able to drive.
