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And the MRI is, blessedly, done. My fears of fat claustrophobe stuffed in shiny metal tube proved to be needless; it was an 'open' MRI. Big drum with a slot open through it in the middle, and I got fed in up to about mid belly. Being stone still for 40 minutes left me knotted up in more places than just the knee, but the scans are done and the films are in the truck... the report will be ready for the doc Thursday, which means I can schedule -that- appointment now.

I hope folks will forgive me for still hoping on the 'really bad sprain' theorem. Given that it still won't hold me, I'm rapidly losing the tiny threads of hope, but there's still some left.

I'm... exhausted. Mom did the driving this time, and we stopped at the Giant on the way home. I appropriated one of the little motorized carts and did my little bitt of shopping, and then mom refused to let me pay for my groceries. *blinks* Someday I'll understand her. I hope. But things continue to improve relationship-wise there. Somewhere along the line she realized the gender issues weren't a 'pathetic cry for attention'.

Anywho, I'm going to vegetate here, and munch on the cheese and crackers I got, and maybe play some RO. I need to unwind, but my mood's not bad at all today. Hopefully that'll hold, you know?

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*hugs tight* If you need me, drop me a line.

Be glad yous isnt like mine, If she got her way Id be in the canvas coat daycare center. ;)

::hugs::
I miss you

Lucky you... when I went in for an MRI on my leg a few yrs back, they shoved my whole body, head first into that horrid thing... thankfully, they gave me, Mr. Claustrophobia, a valium before I went in, or I would have been going utterly crazy..

Which is exactly what I was afraid off. *hugs*

hehe.. thanks... might as well call me mr Phobia... fraid of spiders, fraid of height, fraid of closed in spaces... what else is there?

Closed spaces and falling, mostly. Unless you count the rest of the brain twitches I have. :p

I've got you in my thoughts and prayers, Dear. And, while I'll keep my fingers crossed for the RBS theory, I'll wish you an easy surgery and speedy recovery should things go in that direction.

*hugs*