Just to clarify - the picture below is our foggy neighborhood from our house. No housefires, though that would have been exciting. Or...maybe not. The people across from us have a very yellowy light on their garage.
I do have some pictures of a real live housefire I saw. I'll post them if I can find them.
Yesterday was a shitty, shitty day.
Fact #1. When your fifteen minute checkup turns into your doctor sending you to get an emergency CT scan, it's not a rollicking fun time.
Fact #2. Hospitals can't even get the simplest of foods (like a turkey sandwich) right. Everything tastes like its been rolled carefully in sand and stale flour.
Fact #3. Having a CT done on your head feels like going in a time machine. You have to have your eyes closed, but all that whirring and flashing through a giant ring makes you feel like you should be disembarking at the signing of the Declaration of Independance or the unveiling of the first moon colony.
I should have the results today or tomorrow. Though I have been thinking about it, I'm not terribly worried. Thankfully, I haven't keeled over, which I assume is a good sign.
1 comment:
Guh! Any idea why? Or was he just like, "ER, stat! Because, uh, it could be bad."
Be well, for heaven's sakes!
-a
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