Well, today I had to go back to the University of Miami for my second of three visits for MRI's. As much as I hated to ask my mother to take me, I just had to break down and ask her to bring me yesterday and today. Jimmy is taking me on Monday. Anyhoo, after reading my post about my sitting-ovation-worthy "Chicago" performance the last time I drove myself to Miami, my mother asked me to put the CD in. She didn't have to ask twice ;0 And they call Jimmy a saint!!!! It really does pump some temporary life in to me. My mother said that it made her drive faster, I think that is the same as saying "BRAVO!!!"...isn't it???? I assume her accelerated speed was due to her foot tapping the gas pedal along with the "show"!....what a rush...I love me some Broadway :)...wonder if my mother feels the same way?!? I have a feeling she might have a sudden interest in mimes....much like Ceal, Kathy & Erica :)
MRI's are very difficult for me the past few years. When I lie down, I have to be on my side, or I am very uncomfortable. Others in my condition, seem to have the same issue. Lying on the MRI, flat on my back, unable to move a muscle for over an hour is excruciating for my muscles and bones. Yesterday, I took one Xanax and one Vicodin. I was close to tears by the end. Today, I upped the Xanax to two, along with one Vicodin. I have to say, it helped. When I go on Monday, I will be in the tube for approximately one and a half hours - UGH!!!!! Looking forward to this round of tests to be over, although I am having a CT scan of my heart on Tuesday. CT scans are much shorter and easier to take.
Last week I finally ordered new glasses. I am at the point where I need them to see close and distances. Today I picked them up....they look exactly like the glasses that come with the fake plastic nose and mustache....minus the nose and mustache! NO, I DON'T HAVE A MUSTACHE!!!!! I'm what you would call a "looker"...meaning I can now see! I never love the way I look - that would be imposerous - but it is so nice wearing glasses all the time and always being able to see. I have progressive lenses. The eye doctor said it can take as long as three weeks to get used to the lenses. You should have seen me in the parking lot. I thought that the lines painted on the asphalt were steps???? Yet, another humiliating moment to add to my Encyclopedia of Humiliations.
The good news is that I get to stay home tomorrow...that is unless I want to get some exercise walking up and down the steps in the Walmart parking lot.
I want to add that Phil sets out on his second Coast Guard duty for two and half months tomorrow. Even though he has been living in Charleston, I am really going to miss him even more, once he sets sail. We all love you Phil and wish you an incredible experience. Bon Voyageeeeeee Coastie :)
Oooohh, I want to hit "publish", but my play list is playing "On My Own" from Les Mis....aaaaaahhhhhhh...I swear I sound just like her....I'm such a dreamer....did I just say that out loud???? I really do sound like her :)
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