“Do you want to try the HOV lane this time?” Trudy asked. She was behind the wheel. I was navigating. We were high-tailing it as fast as we could out of Houston, trying to beat rush hour. We’ve been thru this before. To HOV or not to HOV? Even though we’ve been two or three […]
Yearly Archives: 2016
Mother’s Day #2
Sun, 8 May 2016, 05:56 PM (-06:00)
This year the dogs didn’t get cards for the mommy. They had a different suggestion, leaving the execution to the man, of course.
Barium Swallow Test #3
Sat, 7 May 2016, 09:22 PM (-06:00)
Last time I was here, I had a little trouble with the final swallow. The first one was ok — watery barium liquid. The second one was ok — something more like milk. The third one was, too — barium pudding with a spoon — although it did take a little work. But I couldn’t […]
Manhood
Sat, 7 May 2016, 08:51 PM (-06:00)
Gary is a spectacular nurse. His jocular, slap-the-back manner is comforting for patients who have a lot of things to worry about. “My memory isn’t as good as it should be, Mr. Hasan,” Gary said as he was getting the room prepared, “but as I recall, you did well.” He put a clean scope on […]
There Were Raisins In It
Fri, 6 May 2016, 09:10 PM (-06:00)
1. Oh, was this a messed up set of appointments. We’ll have a follow-up appointment in three months, they had told me. And sure enough there were appointments that popped into my calendar on precisely that date almost the day after I walked out of the radiation center. But those were minor appointments. The actual […]
Mixed Up Identity
Fri, 6 May 2016, 08:34 PM (-06:00)
Karl and his wife were having some kind of trouble. It wasn’t clear at first what the difficulty was, but they were walking in and out of the waiting room talking to the clerical staff and eventually to the Director of Imaging. It was hard not to hear their conversation. Karl had a white band around […]
Waiting for Pizza
Tue, 3 May 2016, 09:51 PM (-06:00)
We both ordered ten inch pizzas. Hers had mushrooms and onions, mine mushrooms and sausage. That was it. Just two small pizzas. No drinks. Nothing else. The fair and industrious Trudy handled the finances and evidently tipped generously, because we got a ring of the cow bell and several whoop!s from the staff behind the […]
Good With A Shovel
Sun, 1 May 2016, 10:16 PM (-06:00)
“I’m pretty good with a shovel,” I told Gilbert. “I’ll dig the hole.” We are replacing our main circuit breaker panel, and we have to put in a new grounding system in order to be code compliant. Gilbert’s attempts to drive two 8-foot grounding rods had (unsurprisingly) failed, since there’s solid limestone four or five […]