... I had to take a picture. Yep, those are my (rather foreshortened) legs stretched across all three seats on the plane from Chicago to Seattle on Tuesday. Thank you to the two passengers who decided they wanted upgrades or standby seats on an earlier flight. You made those four hours so much better than they might have been.
It looks like all the testing is over for at least a month. And several of the tests came back with results we can actually work with, so it was very much worth all the trouble. Many thanks to Dr. Specialist for the very thorough work-up and for helping me retain some sense of dignity through what were some fairly dignity-robbing circumstances. Many more thanks to Almost Dr. Sis for getting me where I needed to be for all those appointments -- I know it couldn't have been easy with the tough stuff you were dealing with in your own life. The gods of timing, eh? How they mock us sometimes.
I'm happy to say I've recovered from the last round of sedation (Versed + Demerol = one very groggy Troubadour, even more so than after general anesthesia! WTF?). That said, it's taking me longer to bounce back from these last two weeks than I thought it would, for a lot of reasons, some unexpected.
Fortunately, D and I have a long weekend planned just for us at a local bed-and-breakfast. So I'm looking forward to that. Maybe when we get back, some more trip-related news. And if not, then definitely one more curlicue-related story.
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