Medical Study

I finally did get a chance to go grocery shopping, but here's a picture of my pathetic fridge the day before.





Note contents: yellow curry sauce, gravy, margarine spread, salsa, hummus, alfredo sauce, jelly, and a pie crust. Note absence of real food. Also, both Daniel and I share the fridge, so he was worse off than I was. He has to be wasting away.





Hot! From Trader Joe's.








Don't hold on to that tomato sauce for too long. Ew.







And here's me! Medical research! This happened last week when Ariel came up to visit. For this one, I had to lay in an MRI tube for about 45 minutes while I looked at graphic images and had to push buttons in this virtual-reality glove about whether or not I'd seen them already.

Let me just say, I loved the MRI tube. I could have fallen asleep. It was so relaxing and comfortable. When I laid down on the slab, one of the MRI tech guys wrapped all of these blankets around me because there's some tundra wind that circles around once you're inside.

Sadly, I was able to keep neither the scrubs nor the sterile booties. I was lucky that my socks matched.






Citizen Kane was the anesthesiologist again, and he is such a nice guy.

Except he kept trying to tell me exactly what he was doing when he put the IV in and I was like, "dude! Please! I can live my life without knowing what you're doing! I am going to look the other way and concentrate on my People magazine and forget that you are puncturing my veins."

My skin looked all old and wrinkly but that was just the tape.







Oooh, IV bag of possible anesthetic dooooom!







But nay! I beat the 2-to-1 odds of drugs to placebo and had nothing but saline. Yay!

Even still, I had to stay in the office for another two hours and just hang out. This time, rather than outdated reading material they set me up with a laptop and a bizarre selection of DVDs and let me go to town. Then they probably sat in the other room and rolled their eyes every time I laughed at Jerry Seinfeld's stand-up comedy routine.

Free Pom! In addition, I ordered the BLT bagel from Amish Market because it was one of the only lunch-related options on their breakfast menu (it was only 10:30 at the time). Tasty! It really was delicious.