Shannon Larratt is Zentastic

For those of you who were wondering about my sunflower friends down the street, their seeds (and those of the milkweed and other plants that can survive in the oily ground around the tracks) are beginning to disperse. It was hard to get photos because my camera's focus is broken… It will “autofocus”, but because internal pins are bent or something, it's pretty random where it locks down, so you have to lock it, and then try and move the camera around until it looks like the subject is clear in the viewfinder.

As you know, my MRI got scrubbed yesterday, which I'm a little pissed off about. Not so much that it got scrubbed, because if it's not safe to do, that's my fault, but because not only did I get delayed first because they lost my paperwork, and then again over an orbit x-ray, and then ultimately cancelled over my magnets… If they had simply read my forms on day one — I emphasized in detail the nature of my implants and their complications — I would have been CT or otherwise scanned with a non-magnetic technology weeks ago.

Anyway, so I'm at the doctor (brain, not body) telling him the story about how the bone density tech slipped and told me I had cancer, and when I'm done he's like, “oh yeah, I heard about that…” Which was weird, because all of this happened after I was there last so I asked him how he knew. I guess my main doctor was nervous about telling me that I have cancer because she thought I would be upset, so she called him and told him and ask his advice. I guess she hasn't come to a conclusion as to how to tell me yet because I haven't heard a peep… Should I act surprised when she finally tells me? I don't think it's like when you find out that your friends are having a surprise part for you and you play along.

Anyway, so I've been calling my doctors office for the past two days trying to get them to fax the paperwork for the alternate scan (as instructed by the MRI people). Today I finally get through and they confirm to me that she's on vacation for two weeks, and so far none of the other doctors at her office are willing to fax the paperwork without me coming in next week to talk to them. Seriously, it's very annoying. I am (in my opinion) in a very low risk situation, but if I had a malignant cancer being delayed pointlessly would be a lot more serious than just being irritated!