Bow Tie o’ the Day and drove up to Huntsman Cancer Hospital for what I hope will be our last medical test for a while, and we had a blast. I didn’t have to change any of my clothes for the scan, which meant Bow Tie o’ the Day was with me for the duration of the CT. I was even allowed to wear my hearing aid in the machine. (I still only have one hearing aid. My new one is on order.)
Without having to change in to, and out of, a hospital gown, the appointment went by lickety-split. My test was scheduled for 2:30, and my habit is to always be at least 10 minutes early—which I was. I checked in, took a few TIE O’ THE DAY selfies, sat down, and then I was immediately called to go in for my test. When I walked out of the hospital, I was so shocked at what time it was, that I took a screenshot of my phone’s screen to prove it: 2:35 PM. Quickest. Medical. Appointment/test. Ever. I was done almost before my official appointment was set to begin.
You should have seen my smile widen beneath my face mask as I left the hospital. I mean—it was cool that the appointment flew by so quickly, to be sure. And it was groovy I didn’t have to don a hospital gown or remove Bow Tie o’ the Day for the CT scan. But the bonus aspect of my being done by 2:35 was even bilgier. If I drove just a tad over the speed limit the whole way, I could be home in time to watch most of the Judge Judy hour! You know how I am about Judge Judy o’clock each weekday. From 3 to 4, it’s just me and Judge Judy. When I originally took the 2:30 appointment, I secretly cursed that it meant I would have to miss my daily dose of Judge Judy for the sole purpose of getting my squishy innards scanned. I was not a happy camper, but it was the first appointment I could get, so I took it. The way it played out, I figured I might be able to arrive home soon after Judy o’ clock. I made it home at 3:09. Only missed 9 minutes. Score! It was a magical day, all around. (And yes, Suzanne will back me up on this: I really am that easy to please.)
FYI In case you thought only my legs were fish belly-white, the third photo here is proof of the whiter-than-whiteness that is my head skin. You know that flashlight you have on your fancy phone? I have never had to use mine. In any degree of darkness, my flesh lights my way. I’m so pale I’m a human nightlight. 🔦💡🕯