My doctor decided that the ultrasound scheduled for next week was too long to wait, and bumped me into a slot today somehow. I had hopes of hearing the results from that, but none appear to be forthcoming today. I suppose no news is good news. I have the flex sigmoidoscopy first thing tomorrow morning….
‘Love is blind, but friendship closes its eyes.” -English Proverb- I ran across that quote the other day, while researching something totally irrelevant to it. For some reason, it stuck with me. I’ve had reason to contemplate friendship over the past few days. But I’ll get back to that later. I have learned over the…
Well, New Mexico is still tentatively on. I managed to get the follow-up doctor’s appointment rescheduled to Monday the 12th, although I was warned that I could expect a long wait. No problem. I’ll just take a couple of good books with me. I spent last night with my legs elevated, as per orders. Can’t…
Well, the much awaited doctor’s visit is now over and done with. I’m scheduled for another flex sigmoidoscopy next Wednesday. Yippee. Another day at work lost so I can have my bowels checked again. I’m also supposed to schedule a cardiac ultrasound in the near future; my last one was about four years ago and…
Answer to yesterday’s very arcane question: The title was ripped out of a spoken section of “Hot Rod Lincoln”, by Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen. A secret vice of mine, Commander Cody. I sent this song to a friend some weeks (months?) back. I think she could use it again, though. BY WAY…
Bonus points to anyone who can identify the song and group the title line is paraphrased from. My arms are literally covered with bruises from carrying boxes around for the last week. I’m on coumadin, a blood thinner, so I do tend to bruise a little more easily than the average person. But this looks…
Unpacking continues. I’ve managed to get all my science fiction books over to the new apartment now (I’ve guesstimated that there are about 1200 books in the collection, but I’ll really have to sit down and inventory them one of these days). All my veterinary and science texts remain at the old apartment, though. They’re…
I have survived the Big Move, as have the cats and my favorite Socialist. We are mostly living out of boxes at the moment, except for one of the cats, who has taken it upon herself to unpack her toys and scatter them about the new abode in an effort to lay claim to all…
Dogs come when they’re called; cats take a message and get back to you later. â Mary Bly My kite arrived in the mail today! Kite (with fanny pack), string, spool … all tucked away safely in the trunk of my car. Now I stare out my office window at the absolutely still, hot morning…
“One is never sure, watching two cats washing each other, whether it’s affection, the taste or a trial run for the jugular.” -Helen Thomson Well, I am apparently going to Nashville. I pushed the main office on Friday, asking where my hotel confirmation was. And Lo! There it was in my in-bin, yesterday morning. This…