I love watching connections get made.

I never knew that about the red leaves, bt. I had even wondered why they were red, but hadn't thought to look up the answer. Well done, bt family!

I love the Ryan discovery series!

IoN: FML. Actually got picked for Jury Duty (i've always been dismissed in the past) and it is the MOST BORING civil (federal) case I could have possibly imagined. I had no idea federal cases could be so mind-numblingly boring. One day down, at least 6 to go.

Silver lining: I still get paid for missed work days at my regular rate of pay. Dark cloud: due to my super bizarre work schedule of rotating days off, I'm trading 4 work days to 5 days off for 7 work days and 2 days off. This weekend would have been one my occasional super long weekends off....any i'll be spending it in a courtroom with bizarre lighting that makes me nauseous. Plus a much longer, more annoying commute into downtown during rush hour. *bangs head on desk*

Silver lining: the courthouse is only a few blocks away from a really great and not super expensive vegan restaurant so I know where i'll be treating myself to lunch for the next 6 business days. At least.

And then came home to my latest round of imaging results on my hip. (eta: the disc arrived in the mail.) Still haven't been able to get into the dr to get the results in person (and just today had to reschedule that AND a surgical consult because of this ill-timed jury situation) and they wouldn't tell me over the phone....and now I know why. I do indeed have a labral tear (so YAY! HAVE DIAGNOSIS! TREATABLE! POSSIBLE END OF PAIN IN SIGHT!) plus...*drum roll* a shiny new ovarian cyst. They totes could have told me about that over the phone. I'd been on BCP for almost 20 years to prevent those dratted ovarian cysts. Stopping the BCP because of the hepatic adenoma did indeed bring back the ovarian cysts. Seriously, I've only been off the pill for 2 months! That means first time my right ovary fired back up after years of dormancy, it misfired. AGAIN.

Dear organs: you are all on notice. Especially you, ovaries. You guys need to pull it together and stop messing around or I'll have you yanked out while they are slicing off part of my liver. I'm not joking around here.

So here's a fun little jump/skip of my innards in the last year: think I have an ovarian cysts, diagnostic imaging turns up growth on liver. Later imaging for hip turns up ovarian cyst. That means the circle is closed, right? No more surprises?

eta: no, wait, that would be a circle if there were imaging in the middle for the liver turning up hip problem and that never happened. I mean, there were several rounds of liver imaging, but the hip thing came from PT and an xray. So, nevermind, I guess the circle isn't closed. *le sigh*

You know what would be awesome right now? A glass of wine. Guess what I can't consume right now while waiting for liver surgery? Of course. Ok, so no booze...i'll just have a nice run and sweat it out. No, wait, that would hurt the hip too much. Fine, i'll cry it out, have a hot bath, then go to bed really really early so I can sit in that miserable courtroom again tomorrow morning. FML.

Oh my e_o, way too much. If I could have a glass of wine I would have one for you. Instead I send virtual hugs and ~ma for some resolution. I suppose they don't take kindly to you reading a good book during testimony, huh?

That sounds like the circle of suck.

Yeah, that bites mightily.

Absolutely no reading materials (or phones, or electronic devices) allowed in the courtroom :( I did petition sucessfully for being allowed to bring knitting (explained that part of working for 911 is constantly multitasking, so i desperately need *something* to do with my hands to keep my brain engaged.) Poor gal next to me had to deal with my fidgetting, doodling, and pen-twirling all day today. I was good tho, no pen-clicking. I know better. And i have plastic circular needles which don't click loudly. So at least tomorrow I'll have something vaguely productive to do, even if it is just a scarf of repetition. Did doodle some nice pysanky designs today, too bad I won't have the long weekend to put them on eggshells in time for Easter!

I'm just so darned tired from waking up so darned early today. It should have been my Saturday, a day off after three days of 12 hr shifts. Instead of sleeping in i actually got selected, which really shocked me. I started crying during the first opening statement I was so shocked and overwhelmed by all the Dr appts I needed to reschedule. Half way done, still have two more to reschedule tomorrow. I just couldn't cope. Still can't. All out of cope for today. Sleep seems like a damned fine idea and I'll be able to process and cope and think again tomorrow. And make a new Dr appt with the ob/gyn to check out the new cyst and see if that needs intervention also. there's a new thing to add to the list. Processing is good, i guess. Productive. Or something.