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lathrielSo I've got my MRI films... on disc, and thus now on my computer ("gro-oss..."). Looking at your own insides makes you feel... fat. But then it doesn't, because you can see the fat layer, and it's not really that thick. And then you look at your intestines and stuff all squished up inside of you, and you see your bones and your spine and it's all crazy and... visible.
Weird.
Ugh I can see my own uterus! Whew it's empty. Good thing to, cause otherwise I might have been abducted by aliens again.
anyway.
I'm done with the shaman for now. A whole bunch of crazy stuff got uncovered and done today with her. And some of it strongly reflected the issues in this weird dream I had last night... I had Dracula's baby, and I was running around the house with it trying to protect it from Dracula eating it. Then I lost the baby, and since the baby was gone I was able to escape without worrying about it... so I get outside and I'm walking away from the house (Dracula couldn't leave the house) and I'm all "man I should really go back and try to find the baby." so I go back, for some reason with two Native Americans, and find these hidden stairs... and that was that. If that's not chock full of symbolism, then neither is Little Red Riding Hood.
Then I went to my Dr. in lockport and he mushed my muscles around for a while and made me cry (on the inside. Not really).
And that about sums up my day.
Tonight I'm going to go get movie tickets for Thursday. Tomorrow I have the orthopedic dr. at 7 am ::shudder::
And now back to looking at my soft innards.
Weird.
Ugh I can see my own uterus! Whew it's empty. Good thing to, cause otherwise I might have been abducted by aliens again.
anyway.
I'm done with the shaman for now. A whole bunch of crazy stuff got uncovered and done today with her. And some of it strongly reflected the issues in this weird dream I had last night... I had Dracula's baby, and I was running around the house with it trying to protect it from Dracula eating it. Then I lost the baby, and since the baby was gone I was able to escape without worrying about it... so I get outside and I'm walking away from the house (Dracula couldn't leave the house) and I'm all "man I should really go back and try to find the baby." so I go back, for some reason with two Native Americans, and find these hidden stairs... and that was that. If that's not chock full of symbolism, then neither is Little Red Riding Hood.
Then I went to my Dr. in lockport and he mushed my muscles around for a while and made me cry (on the inside. Not really).
And that about sums up my day.
Tonight I'm going to go get movie tickets for Thursday. Tomorrow I have the orthopedic dr. at 7 am ::shudder::
And now back to looking at my soft innards.
