Question And Answer

Q. How much do twelve vials of blood and various testing of said blood cost?
A. $839. 40

Q. How much do four x-rays cost?
A.  nearly $600 (I don't have have the bill in front of me).

Q. Was anything useful learned from this very long, very expensive, and frusterating appointment?
A.  No, but it did completely drain me emotionally.  I really love doctors.

Mixed Messages

I am annoyed.  I am bothered that when I find myself sucked into yet another episode of Sixteen And Pregnant, every commercial brake begins with oiled up men, being chased by several women who proclaim " I want your bod."  Although, this show is supposed to be showing how hard teen pregnancy, somehow they have completely missed the mark.  Thank you "Bod Man" cologne and MTV for that wonderful mixed message, you have obviously found your target audience.  I also think it's slightly horrible that teen girls are purposefully getting pregnant just to score an audition for the show.  Well done, MTV, I pledge to never watch that show again.
     I am annoyed at how disgusting my floors are.  It's futile for me to mop, when my tire tracks are never far behind.  The floors are not my responsibility, for obvious reasons, but I am seriously considering becoming a sacrificial human mop.  I would happily get down and scrub on my hands and knees, if only I had a way to guaranteed way to make it safely back into my wheelchair.
      I am also annoyed that I have no way to load the pictures from my camera to to my computer.  I'm not going into the details right now, but it sure does make for a boring blog.
I am now finished complaining.
     Actually, my life is pretty darn good, if all I have to complain about are TV shows and dirty floors.  MY visiting teacher, Kathy brought me some delicious corn chowder tonight.  It was really good, I want the recipe.  Both of my visiting teachers are really good women.  I want the recipe to becoming as good as they are.  I know that was a cheesy sentence, but cheese makes everything better.
     Don't worry, I'm stopping now.

"Baby, It's Cold Outside"

Last Saturday, I went up to Temple Square, with my friend Will, to see the lights.  I dressed as warmly as possible, in so many layers that my voice seemed muffled, and far away.  I even wrapped a warm blanket around my legs, not caring that it made me look and feel like a full time invalid.

     Notice the crazed look in my eyes

However, despite all my preparations, I still became bitterly cold after about twenty minutes. After that, I was no longer able to remain jolly for pictures.  Eventually, we made it back indoors, and my smile returned.  It was a fun night.