MRI

i walked into the doctor's office this morning for my mri, completed the necessary paperwork, and was then told that to get to the mri, i had to drive to the lower level of the office parking lot.


long story short, the mri was in a tractor trailer. yep, a tractor trailer. the technician was incredibly nice. the machine had to be reset three times. the firing squad sounds weren't as bad as i expected, and it didn't take a lot of effort to not freak out about laying in a coffin-like tube. the worst part was the dye that they injected inside me. definitely made my arm hurt at the injection site for a good hour, but that's to be expected i suppose. 


i'll get the results in a week. i'm feeling like it will come back normal, since they didn't make me do additional scans, or call me right after.


shalom to you + yours this evening.

tomorrow morning is my brain mri. 






holler?

tomorrow is thanksgiving ! my first thanksgiving away from home. 




and then the day after that is Buy Nothing Day. Stoked. 




i hope you all are surrounded by people that love you tomorrow. And enjoy your turkey, you meat heads.  :-)

since i'm getting an MRI of my brain saturday morning, i thought i'd look at what exactly i'm getting myself into[no pun intended]. 


and this is what google brings to the screen when i type in brain MRI:







thanks, google. i really, really appreciate that. because i mean it's not like i'm already nervous enough.


haha. good lord.

i had a lot of fun in vegas with my brother. we did typical vegas-like things.

• gambled.[well peter gambled, i watched. alas, i'm only 18]
• ate at the largest buffet i've ever laid eyes upon. such a good breakfast.
• saw blue man group! crazy, crazy, rad.
• danced in our hotel room overlooking the strip. [i may or may not have gotten vodka into my eye..]

  i painted my nails black last night to get ready for my trip to sin city with my brother today. this is normal pre-vegas stuff, right?

behind your eyes.

i went to an optometrist on wednesday, because i've been getting headaches for the past few months. he checked my eyes, and didn't find any problems with my vision. he referred me to a primary care physician for the following friday(today). 


my appointment was at 10am. i don't really like doctors offices. sick people scare me, and tend to make me sad. 


dr. hall was very, very thorough and genuine. i like him. when i explained my headaches, and awful short term memory problems to him, i saw behind his eyes change. it was like a flash of real concern/pity. [chances are i'm reading way into this, but i swear i saw it happen].


anywho, he sent me off for blood/urine testings. 


then, after i get outside of the office, as i'm walking to my car, i get a phone call. it's a secretary from the doctor's office telling me dr. hall scheduled me an appointment with a neurologist for later that day, and already set up an MRI for me next week. [talk about efficient!]


four hours later i meet with the neurologist. he isn't nice like dr. hall. he tells me most likely, i'm just stressed out. i try to convince him the only reason i have to be stressed out is because of my headaches and short term memory problems. he tells me that he doesn't see anything initially wrong, and in his opinion, there's a good 100% chance that the MRI will be perfect. i hope the MRI is perfect, too. but i also want to find out what's causing this. it's a very real problem. 


so for now, i wait til next saturday.


p.s i quit my job yesterday. it was pretty rad. i'm feeling good about it.

good film, better book.

+i may or may not have snuck into the theatre without paying.

Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something else is more important than fear. The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all. From now on you’ll be traveling the road between who you think you are and who you can be. The key is to allow yourself to make the journey."

The Princess Diaries