Where did I Go? Oh, there I am

© Olan L. Smith, 11-28-2016

Are you despondent, Olan?

Not at all, I am optimistic, as usual...perhaps a bit more reflective but I don't know anything, for sure. I can self-diagnose all I want, and I am smart, but I don't know every option left medically. I did review the digitized images CT scan, but it played like a movie so it went fast. I have a beautiful brain. I did see something, but I will leave that to the doctors. I will know more when they tell me more. I doubt they will say anything until the 12th of December, if I hear from them before then it will be surprising, and most likely not good news. After all, it is what it is, and I can't change anything, never could; you just roll with the punches if you play your role right, and if you survive, write about it.

I did take a nap, though, most likely it was all that radiation exposure; injecting it, sitting in it as I swallowed barium. I liked the swallow test live, as I swallowed the image was projected directly beside me, like a shadow with an inside perspective. My hospital is great; techs, nurses, everyone enjoys their work, laughs, and is talkative..., and they love what they do. The IV insertion tech was very careful to warm my arm up to pop a vein, with little to no pain, and no bruising at all. She could tell I was diabetic by just sticking me. I asked her how, and she said diabetics have thick skin and the veins are hard to poke, adding I was a long term diabetic. I am not that long term, but I am toughed skinned, in more than one way. Age has taught me to take life easy, but worry doesn't help at all, and I am not afraid to die... I am only occupying this body until it wears out and can no longer support this visitor after all, to quote Buckaroo Banzai, "No matter where you go, there you are."