Jesus he knows me, and he knows I'm right.
I got the call from the lovely people at pre-op today, right before I left work. I have to go in at six in the morning to get my MRI and then they'll prep me for surgery. Perhaps by eleven in the morning I will have a hole in my head and something in my brain - you know, besides all those crazy thoughts telling me to burn things.
On a more interesting note, a magazine associated (?) with the hospital is doing a piece about electric brain imaging or some such goodness and they want to take pictures in the OR. All I ask is that they show my good side, and send me a copy of the magazine when it comes out.
My mom flew in and we had lunch downtown. It was really very nice to be able to sit down and catch up with her, though now she's cleaning my apartment.
Other then that, I am exhausted.
ETA: HOW AM I GOING TO WASH MY HAIR?!
On a more interesting note, a magazine associated (?) with the hospital is doing a piece about electric brain imaging or some such goodness and they want to take pictures in the OR. All I ask is that they show my good side, and send me a copy of the magazine when it comes out.
My mom flew in and we had lunch downtown. It was really very nice to be able to sit down and catch up with her, though now she's cleaning my apartment.
Other then that, I am exhausted.
ETA: HOW AM I GOING TO WASH MY HAIR?!