Today was the day I finally got the scan for my kidney stone and I really don't think it's going to show a damn thing that's useful. I believe it just moves around in there at will, sometimes leaving me completely pain-free and sometimes causing disturbing and uncomfortable symptoms. But at least I did it and I managed to get to the hospital, find a parking space in the hospital lot, find where I was supposed to go to check in, get the scan, and successfully find my car when it was all over.
They have their system together at the hospital when it comes to things like this. You self-check in at a portal, sit down and someone will call your name and you go into their office and sign some documents saying you won't sue the hospital if they kill you and they put your patient bracelet on you and a volunteer escorts you to the room you'll be waiting in until someone else escorts you to the treatment room. The scan itself took about five minutes, tops. Then another person escorts you back to where the elevators are that will lead to the atrium which leads to the parking garage...
Phew.
I did a little shopping in town while I was there. I went to World Market for a bar of the soap that Mr. Moon likes, which was introduced to him by May a couple of Christmases ago. It is called "Man Soap" and I love the way it smells. Glen does too. While I was there I picked up a little gift for Lis whom I will see tomorrow. She has an errand in Tallahassee so is driving over for a "hit and run" as she calls it. She's going to meet Lily and Jessie and me for lunch after pottery. Her birthday is on Friday so I wanted to get her a little something-something.
I ate lunch at the Pitaria because suddenly I was starving. (Yeah, right.) I got the veggie platter as always because I always do and here's what it looked like.
I haven't done one thing that was of any interest to anyone in the world besides all of that. I mean, after going to the hospital to get a CT scan, everything else is bound to pale in comparison.
Am I right?
Oh god.
I really hope that this doesn't turn out to be my season of discontent. Or despair.
I hope so.
I'm not sure whether to hope they find something in the scan or not!
ReplyDeleteYou don't sound over-enthusiastic about the prospect of the log cabin. I am sure your readers will enjoy the journey - I hope it's not too harrowing for you.
Thank you, dear Ms. Merlot. I hope it's not too harrowing either.
DeleteAs for the kidney stone- who knows? I guess I'll hear something one of these days. I doubt it will amount to much.
Going with you- riding shotgun!
ReplyDeleteAll right girl. Tuck that bottle of Southern Comfort between your legs. It's gonna be quite a ride.
DeleteI suspect you will delight in seeing your Glen happy with the cabin project. Many times, you've said he likes having a project and now he's got a new big project, and his dream waterfront home is a reality.
ReplyDeleteYou're right, I'm sure.
DeleteWe’ll follow you anywhere Mary Moon! Also, get everything delivered straight there so you don’t have to cart things up. Then it’s just unpacking at leisure. Maybe you can just do a room at a time. After all the renovations are done of course. That’ll take months and months. In the meantime, browse and daydream possibilities with your kids and have not a care in the world. One breath at a time. Otherwise it could be a big hill to climb. No one is clocking you so take your sweet time. Congrats!
ReplyDeleteYeah. It's going to take a very long time for all of the repairs and so forth to be done. I love the delivery idea but you have to remember- this is out in the boonies for sure. And I doubt I'll be buying a lot of new things. Well, some. I don't know. I really do not know.
DeleteMan Soap? Does it smell of petrol and basketball courts and stale beer and hot tar and donkeys? You need to get a banjo so you can sit on the veranda of the log cabin and sing "Home Home On The Range".
ReplyDeleteSweat 🤣 Except she said she likes the scent, so probably not…
DeleteDonkeys? Do men smell like donkeys? This particular soap smells like driftwood and sea spray or something like that.
DeleteWe will absolutely come along, but…. Maybe your husband can take the lead (do the hard work) and you can just own the veto power or the bits you’d enjoy doing? Could you step back and let him execute his project, or are there dragons there? It surely does sound like an exhausting amount of work, but it also sounds like work he looks forward to? I’m sure he doesn’t want you to feel overwhelmed and miserable…
ReplyDeleteOh, trust me- I won't be doing the hard work. And he's hiring help because this is not a do-it-yourself job. He could, I know he could, but I doubt he wants to wait for the years it would take for him to get it done. He'll do a lot of it though.
DeleteAlways coming with you ❤️ sj
ReplyDeleteYou better, woman! We've been down some paths together, haven't we?
DeleteI'm glad you got your scan done and over with. Excitement is overrated sometimes:)
ReplyDeleteYou are so right about that.
DeleteOf course I'm coming with you and I dare say everyone else here is too. We're looking forward to the stories you will tell.
ReplyDeleteThat veggie platter does look good.
At least you won't be putting miles on your car!
DeleteWhat is the name of the company that makes the "Man Soap"?
ReplyDeleteDr. Squatch.
DeleteI am definitely coming with you and I’m excited about the log cabin.
ReplyDeleteEvery time I say or hear "log cabin" I think of Abe Lincoln.
DeleteHope the scan gives some easy solutions to your kidney stone troubles.
ReplyDeleteI think you should just let Glen go at it in that cabin. Of course, you can give your opinion but I bet he will enjoy the project so why not let him.
Have fun at pottery and lunch with Lis!
I don't think there are any easy solutions to kidney stones. Even the ones small enough to pass by themselves cause a huge amount of pain.
DeleteI'm not stopping Glen from jumping into this project. Not at all.
No rush to furnish the log house. All you need at first is a bed, a couple of chairs and a table. And who knows, maybe you'll get into it.
ReplyDeleteI have used the last bar of soap my sister made and now I need to buy some. Before the grocery store here up-ranked they had a lot of bar soap options. Now? 80% of the space is Dove and the other 20% is 3 other brands. And I don't really want Dove. I did buy four small bars of Ivory, mostly for the kitchen.
Oh, Ellen. It is my fervent dream that I do get into it.
DeleteAfter you get used to homemade soap it's hard to go back to mass produced soap. Do they sell any around there at farmer's markets or anything?
You KNOW we're coming with you!
ReplyDeletePatricia
All right. We can shove over and make room for all.
DeleteOh, I'm definitely coming with you. I'm very eager to see how it all works out. :)
ReplyDeleteIt should be interesting.
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