secret sternum
Dec. 14th, 2006 09:59 pmIn an ongoing effort to pay for school, I went back to work full time over winter break. It's funny - just last week I was about ready to burn the office down using only lasers from my eyes fueled by pure rage, and now everyone's love and merriment and holiday cheer and it's hard for me to hate the place. I suppose Secret Santa exchanges have that effect on people. For my part, also include listening to Coldplay almost nonstop. What the hell is THAT about?
I love that my doctor is able to see me the very day that I call him with a problem. I'm sure I've already mentioned that I ALSO love him because I've been seeing him since I was at least six and that he's still aesthetically stuck in the 70's. There's a lot to love there, really.
Anyway, I went in for chest pain and it seems to be costrochondritis, or inflammation of the cartilage in my chest wall. I still have to go in for an x-ray on Saturday morning to rule out the possibility of anything weird, like chest aliens or tiny men in my sternum.
Sunday morning I have to get up at 5 something a.m. to help one of my bosses with his charity program.
I am sacrificing all opportunity to sleep in this weekend for chest x-rays and charity. I feel terribly noble.
P.S. I just made an origami dove. Origami doves are probably the cutest thing on the planet.
WHICH REMINDS ME: I will probably actually have time to send out Holiday-mas cards this year! I actually already have the cards! I will be pestering some of you for addresses anyway, but if anyone wants to make a preemptive strike and send me their address now so that I may card you, you'll be making the process that much easier.
And this year, I mean it.
I love that my doctor is able to see me the very day that I call him with a problem. I'm sure I've already mentioned that I ALSO love him because I've been seeing him since I was at least six and that he's still aesthetically stuck in the 70's. There's a lot to love there, really.
Anyway, I went in for chest pain and it seems to be costrochondritis, or inflammation of the cartilage in my chest wall. I still have to go in for an x-ray on Saturday morning to rule out the possibility of anything weird, like chest aliens or tiny men in my sternum.
Sunday morning I have to get up at 5 something a.m. to help one of my bosses with his charity program.
I am sacrificing all opportunity to sleep in this weekend for chest x-rays and charity. I feel terribly noble.
P.S. I just made an origami dove. Origami doves are probably the cutest thing on the planet.
WHICH REMINDS ME: I will probably actually have time to send out Holiday-mas cards this year! I actually already have the cards! I will be pestering some of you for addresses anyway, but if anyone wants to make a preemptive strike and send me their address now so that I may card you, you'll be making the process that much easier.
And this year, I mean it.