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time is twisted


-  So I am radioactive now.  It doesn't feel any different at all honestly.  I got to the hospital and did the appropriate paperwork.  Then I waited while they got things ready.  I sat in this little alcove and they brought in a heavy lead container with a screw top lid about the size of a coffee cup.  When it was time the doctor opened it, and took out a little plastic shot glass that had the pill in it.  I took the little shot glass with a gloved hand, tipped the pill directly onto my tongue (no touching), and swallowed with a full glass of water.  Then I was shown where the nearest exit was so I'd have as little contact with people as possible and on my way.  Woosh - all done.

-  Part of what is amusing is I was old news before I even got up this morning.  At 2a CDT my sister-in-law went into labor and had the twins.  She has been on bed rest in the hospital for the past three weeks or so, earlier this month she went in for a test and mentioned some false labor pains that turned out to be her in labor instead.  Luckily they got it stopped then as that was way too early.  Today was 34 weeks and 2 days so still early (they were aiming for 36 weeks) but much better.  Jake Robert was born at 4:15a and Jessica Lindsey (after my cousin Erin, which is still making me tear up) was born at 4:20a.  Both babies were breathing on their own, but went to the NICU just to be safe.  I don't know much more than that, the plan before this was for people to call me tomorrow in case today turned out to be hard for me.  I'm grateful that labor was quick and smooth for sis-in-law, no stitches and not even enough time for an epidural.  And she will be thrilled to be getting out of the hospital soon, she was going crazy.

And that is the news of the day in my world.  It's probably just as well I'm in another state, since I would have to stay far away from the hospital with the babies for the next week anyway.


catching up to radioactive

- Everything J and I own is now in one place.  The major furniture is where we think it's going to be, both of our desks are set up, and the kitchen is workable (though we keep noticing things we'd like to have).  There are still a lot of boxes, mostly of books, to be unpacked.  We bought new bookshelves on Sunday, but getting them in place to then unpack the books is going to take some shifting around  - we cleverly had put the boxes where we knew the bookshelves would go so they'd be out of the way - and probably won't happen for while.  But we're moved.  Which is a very happy thing.

- It took a week to hear from the radiologist, due to some mis-communication and vacation time by staff at the hospital.  I was incredibly anxious by the end of last week; I was suddenly nervous that we wouldn't be able to do the treatment in time for me to be able to go back to rehearsals and I'd have to postpone and do the low-iodine / off meds thing all over again.  I got a call on Friday, and they are incredibly laid back, as is the hospital in general.  I still feel a little like I'm making up my treatment as I go along.  Some of things my endo said surprised  the radiologist so I'm splitting the difference.  I've read enough to know that I'm falling within usual norms, but it's weird to not be told 'this is it, do it".  Mostly, it makes me miss my surgeon.  I also realize that since this is an outpatient procedure it's not such a big deal, but I do better with clearly drawn instructions.

-  In any case my appointment is at 10am tomorrow (Wed).   I will be in what I am calling 'isolation mode' until Saturday morning.  That means at least 10' from people as much as I can (including sleeping on the living room futon so I'm not above the bedroom of the downstairs neighbors), making sure any kitchen items I use I wash before anyone else touches them, that kind of thing.  I will also be drinking a lot of water, sucking on a lot of cough drops, and taking twice daily showers.  The goal is to make sure that the radiation doesn't sit anywhere in your body for too long on its way out, including the bladder and salivary glands. 

- As of Saturday morning I go back on the hormones (so much YAY you can't even imagine) and off the low iodine diet.  I should still stay at arms length from people, be uber-careful in the kitchen and bathroom, and will still be on the futon.  That lasts until the following Wed when I go back in for a scan to see where the radioactive stuff got taken up in my neck.  After that, things should return to normal.

- The low iodine diet has kicked my ass a little.  It's not that bad, it just requires that you cook all the time, especially if you want to get protein.  I'm not much of a cook at the best of times, and just after moving no one wants to cook every meal so this was certainly not timed ideally.  It has given me a new respect for the difficulties anyone with food allergies goes through.  Also for Cordelia.

- I am amused that I will be radioactive the same weekend as comic-con.  That seems somehow appropriate.  I'm still hoping for superpowers somehow, but it was pointed out to me that if I try for them I could wind up more Jeff Goldblum than Tobey Maguire, which would not be okay.

- Now I have to go to a BBQ for J's previous roommates who are on their way to Denver as of Thursday.  Luckily it's byo everything so at least I know I can eat.