I told my doctor everything that was happening. No facts were left out. I said words that I was not sure I could utter but utter I did. She said “let’s try and get you in today”.
I went right next door to STRIC. Insurance approved with referral and they squeezed me in. Bailey was my person. He took good care of me. I have to say I was surprised this all happened so quickly. And perfect timing because I was actively having symptoms during the test. If they say the results are negative, I am going to scream.
I keep tasting the contrast. That is me making stuff up. Or not. Bailey warned me. And of course, because he said so, I am experiencing what he said. Sure enough I felt cool at the IV spot in the arm. He said some people claim they can smell and taste it. I definitely smelled something and my insides were on fire for only 30 seconds just like he said. Now all I can taste is metallic.
Could be worse. Will know more in two weeks. Unless they call me in sooner. Until then, no news is good news.
As always, more to come.
Our delayed flight finally landed, I got my bag and made it to my car by 1:30 something AM on 6/7/19. Yay National Donut Day !!! I had to maneuver around debris because of the storm as I drove myself home. Surreal feeling in that I used to drive home late at night for a few years when I worked the night shift. After hours is like a whole alternate universe. I flashed right back to that time and felt the serene sense of downtime.
This morning before my appointment Lulu and I went to the Art of Donuts, Dough Lab. I got birthday cake and she got unicorn. These are basically yeast donuts with various flavored icing. Mine was vanilla with sprinkles and Lulu’s was caramel rainbow glaze with edible glitter. YUMMY!
Speaking of yummy, I am reporting back on Kansas City BBQ. Simply put, it not Texas BBQ. Lol. Well duh?? 🙂 No complaints. The Q was good just not Tejas bueno.
We skipped Arthur Bryant’s because the nearest restaurant was too far away. Instead we went to Jack Stack’s which was on the trolley line. The menu was a novel with more to choose from than I could have imagined. I could go everyday for a month and not eat the same thing twice. I ended up getting the burnt ends as they came highly recommended. I was supposed to choose two meats but couldn’t decide. I ended up getting double pork. My sides were some kind of queso corn thingy and cole slaw. Oh and my co-worked got some BBQ shrimp appetizer that was excellent.
Back to burnt ends … they are not burnt .. no crunchy bark … they’re called burnt because the meat spends more time in the smoker. I am telling ya it is fall apart good. The sauce was good. They had both original and spicy but none of us could tell the difference. KC does spicy by adding more black pepper but it really wasn’t too hot.
We rolled on outta there. Took an Uber to Harrah’s. I played black jack and thoroughly enjoyed my time. $5 table y’all. If I lived there, we’d have a problem. I could have stayed all night. Intoxicating for sure. And I have an addictive personality already so being able to gamble any time I want would be too tempting.
Okay, I would quit my day job to become a food blogger gambler. I got nothing else. This post is going out with a whimper. Ttyl as the kids say.
As always, more to come.
When things appear bleak
Dashed and thwarted dreams abound
Written for Ronovan Writes #Weekly#Haiku#PoetryPrompt#Challenge #256 #Hope&Dash
I knew I’d be off today. So yesterday while getting ready to leave KC, I took a chance and called my doctor’s office. I begged for an appointment. Long shot sure but lucky me, there was a last minute cancellation and 9:40 just happened to me open. Even delayed flights and getting home at 2AM can’t bother me.
Fast forward to now, lounging and sleepy, I’ve gone through yet another CT. This time with contrast. Now we wait. #grateful
As always more to come.