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stardust holiday
chronicles of the chronically (and voluntarily) bedridden

biopsy day

15 February 2006
friday: i got to put in my week's notice at work. felt SOOOOOOOOOOOOO good. and i got to tell them i'm going to work for nasa as a 'haha in your FACE' move. awesome points for that.
we drove down to columbus for a show too......... black rebel motorcycle club at the newport. awesome show, had a great time.

saturday: drove home in the morning, worked all day, and had a "going away" party. not that i'm leaving town, i'm just leaving the social scene for three months. which is a long time. i had a lot of fun, it was poorly put together but a lot of cool people showed up......... bah, forget cool people, a lot of my friends showed up and we had a great time hanging out, listening to music, playing music, drinking and crocheting (no kidding)

sunday: played hookie, called off for my last day of work at the garage. slept in. actually, apart from going out for breakfast (at 230pm) we slept all day.

monday: last day of ADR. whew, i was getting sick of that thing.

tuesday: valentines day with mike. awwwww. freakin cute. italian dinner at primo vino's in little italy, and then more drinking with henry and elizabeth.

wednesday (today): the muscle biopsy. (bum bah bummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm) three words: fuck. FUCK. OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. i've got this totally hot waddle/limp thing going on because they TOOK A CHUNK OF MY MUSCLE OUT OF THE FRONT OF MY LEG wwith a REALLY BIG NEEDLE. -shudder- more fun: right afterwards, when they were letting mike into the room, i went into shock. blood pressure dropped, mel said i got white as a sheet and i thought iwas going to be sick all over everything, to hell with your sterile environment, i need to puke. yeck. didn't get sick but it was about an hour and a half before they'd let me leave. i can't walk well and trying to bend my knee sends a wave of nausea throughout my body. ughhhhhhhh.

tomorrow: orientation. meet the entire staff of the study (including the head honcho, who, until 4 days before bedrest, i have not met yet)

friday: my last day at work! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE awesome.

this weekend: packing.

monday, the anti-climatic finish to all of this running about: getting in bed.
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