The Anchoress
Had the MRI this afternoon – not good. Because I have so many twitchy things going on with my legs and arms I kept fearing I was moving and ruining the shots of my brain. Then they had to inject a contrast dye which meant a) three sticks before they could find a co-operative vein (as usual) and b) the dye made me nauseous and headachy because that’s what it does to folks with my blood disorder. Hello…came outta that tube shaking like a leaf, and they wouldn’t let me go until I got some color back into my face and seemed capable of driving.
It has taken hours to get back to feeling halfway normal. My son’s g/f very kindly let me off the hook for making her lasagna tonight – I’ll do it tomorrow – but overall…blgughgh.
No reading on the thing until Monday, and I have a metallic taste in my mouth and all in all feel like crud. But…I’m sure everything will be fine in the end.
Meanwhile, please forgive the light posting, the inarticlate rambling and – if you have emailed me – the lack of response. I’m sort of out of it and exhausted. Hope you’re all well.
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