It's been quite the week. Had a MUGA scan on Monday, a bone scan on Wednesday, and a blood test in between. All are prep for the drug trial I start on February 8. I'm getting pretty used to this stuff. Even so, I continue to find little bits of oddness in it all. For example, during an earlier bone scan, due to the back and forth motion of the x-ray bed, I could imagine being a sheet of paper on the copy surface of one of those old photocopiers that operated by having the entire mechanism shift back and forth. Had a similar sensation this go 'round, but only briefly. Opened my eyes for an instant and saw the x-ray plate coming within a fraction of an inch of my nose - suddenly I had great sympathy for any cheese sandwich that managed a close encounter with a panini press. The truly horrifying part of the whole procedure, however, came at the end of the scan when I asked the tech if I could see the image on her computer screen (the one I could see from my vantage point was for positioning only so was very grainy and not at all flattering). I was amazed to see a rather dark shape in the centre of my pelvic region. Apparently I hadn't emptied my bladder quite as well as I had thought (don't ya just hate when there is such blatant proof that you could have done something better?). The outline of my skeleton was very neat. The image was quite small, so not a lot of detail was visible to my untrained eye. Still, I could clearly see that the knee bone was, in fact, connected to the thigh bone, and the thigh bone connected to the hip bone, and so on. Equally visible was the faint outline of my skin. Trust me when I say a three-way mirror in a dimly lit fitting room is more flattering. Is my ass REALLY that big?
No matter. I'm about to leave all this madness behind for a few days. Penny and I are off on a whirlwind trip to Las Vegas! This will be the first time either of us has been there. Hope we don't get overwhelmed by the seemingly endless list of things to do. Right now, I'm trying to figure out what to pack. A quick check of weather in Vegas tells me it will be around 14C/4C while we are there. Hmmm, what to wear, what to wear? After all, I want to fit in. Perhaps this photo holds a clue? (Yes, that's Penny's doppleganger doing the knitting. Me? Let's just say I couldn't find any blue suede shoes.) And people wonder why what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.)
The North Yorkshire Elvis Bus Tour
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