London Bombings, Blinky, and the Value of Eastern Medicine
To say these last two weeks have been absolutely stressful would be an understatement. I won't recap, I'll just let you see my today and understand that the past two weeks have been just like that.
5:30am worry about all of the various large projects at work I can't focus on properly because of all the other large projects at work I can't properly focus on.
6am, NPR reports that London mass transit has been attacked by terrorist during rush hour. Nothing like good news to start the day. Ironically whoever did it instead of getting what they want is going to end up getting a more firm and resolute opposite of that. When are people going to learn that when you push a people as a group, they push back as a group.
7:30am Take truck to garage to have work done.
8am Drop Sara off at work.
9am Go to Carolina Acupuncture and Herbal Medicine for appointment
9:30 get needled
10:am get needled a second time
Had it not been for the accupuncture I am pretty sure I would be blogging right now from the fetal position under my desk. Perhaps that is why I got two entirely separate accupuncture treatments. First the six pulses, then the tongue, then the needles, then the pulses again, then round two of needles. I swear by all that is buena that she used a panneling nail in the side of my left foot. Well... it felt that way anyway.
11am get to work, park across campus from my office. (closest spot)
11:05am Getting questioned about my new office I will be moving into at the end of the month. Where now I have an office of my own, at the end of the month. I will be sharing a space with Kimi (so it isn't all bad). The office will be larger, but there will be a big net loss in space for each of us. No more first floor suite, we will be on a third floor hallway. *shrug* Stair climbing is good for you right? This I have chosen to just shrug off. I know I can trust Kimi, so I am just going to leave the whole thing in her hands and like what ever I end up with. Even if it is pink walls, and blue teddy bear boarders. Come to think of it, that sounds pretty relaxing. If she does that I guess I will have to give up the S&M dungeon theme I was kicking around.
11:30am Right now, in Nashville Tennessee my oldest friend is having his entire intestinal track rerouted "Scotty" style. (or if you prefer, he will be gutted like a fish.) If all goes well he will have a permenant hardware modification giving him a life long physical eating disorder, which will save his life. If all goes poorly, I'm a pallbearer. Think of him and his lovely wife. I can't seem to do much else right now. The surgery takes four hours under the best of conditions.
Meanwhile Blinky is constantly giving updates 150, 121, 95, 117, 134, 99...
Comments
It'll all be ok, at least the part about Jim. I'm much more confidient of his chances now that I've seen him in the ICU- even though I had to tell them to keep the breathing tube against his wishes. I asked him if he was mad at me, he nodded yes. I asked him if he was going to forgive me, he said no. I asked him if he still loved me, and he nodded yes emphatically, even being heavily doped, so I'm going to take that as a good sign that he's just being the usual Jim- a little bullheaded, but sweet none the less. I'll let you know as soon as I know more. Everybody breathe. :D
Posted by: Brandi | July 8, 2005 1:00 AM