Claustrophobia and Oprah

Ernie called me at work yesterday morning and said they'd managed to squeeze him in for an MRI that afternoon.  I met him over there and proceeded to sit forever and ever.  It was a really small narrow waiting room lined with two rows of chairs facing each other.  It was pretty crowded and I sat there through the entire Oprah show trying to bury my head in yet another New Yorker.  What it is it with all the New Yorkers in the waiting rooms lately?  The Oprah show was Former Miss USA Tara Conner Comes Clean, Plus Child Star Todd Bridges and as much as I tried it ignore it I got to listen to not only the entire show, replete with descriptions of abuse and misery, but also everybody in the room commenting on it.  Good Lord but I don't like people.  I moved from the New Yorker to Ladies Home Journal to Midwest Living to several issues of Time.  Finally the news came on and eventually Ernie stumbled back into the waiting room.  He's had several MRIs but I think this one was the most unpleasant yet.  Personally, if I ever need one there will definitely be drugs involved as I can get a bit claustrophobic at the BEST of times, much less stuck in a tube for an hour or more.  I think this one was harder for him because they started him out face down in the damn thing.  After awhile the positioning of his arm got too painful and they had to pull him out and start over.  He was a little off kilter all evening from the whole thing.  Hopefully we'll get the results today and all will be fine.

I was too tired to cook so we ordered pizza.....went to bed and tossed and turned all night.  Very bleary this morning. 

Very.

I hadn't been to the hospital in ten weeks.  Man, has it only been ten weeks since my mother died?  Hard to fathom.  In some way it feels like a year.  It felt so familiar to be there again....so familiar to be circling around in the parking garage.  I stood there at the top of the parking garage waiting for the elevator and I looked down on the trio of trees outside.  I vividly remember looking down on them when they were brilliant gold last fall....and I remember seeing them snow covered this winter.  Now they're bright green and....well....time moves on, huh?

Tomorrow is Friday.  We'll get some more gardening done.....we'll go to the first farmers' market of the season and things will be good.