Friday, October 15, 2010

Day of the Living Dead.

You've had them....
We all have...
The DAY.

No sleep the night before...
I was too afraid to sleep..I had to be up at 5.30 am for an MRI that I have been waiting for
for about 6 months..so I really didn't want to miss it...
And for WHATEVER INSANE REASON...
Kendal decided to stay up building a costume...
and I decided I wanted to edit some personal pics...
TILL 1 AM!  
Smart move. 
Therefore proving my son right when he asked me if I was getting the MRI...
and I quote... "to find out if I had a brain."
"No Jeremy...Mommy does NOT have a brain.".  
At least not the working version.
You would think that being so tired.. I would be able to sleep...Right?
Well...think again.
Not so much. I was awake till 3am...
when finally I did fall asleep....
I did wake up at 5.30...
got out the door by 5.55 am...
Yaaa me.... 
IF I hadn't driven through a red light on the corner of Victoria and Albert...
Where...YES. THEY.DO. HAVE. CAMERAS.
I was so busy trying to think about which part of the road I was supposed to drive down
on two hours sleep ( They are doing massive road work and EVERYTHING is blocked)
that I totally missed the light...
I can only hope and pray that the camera was sleeping at that horrible hour.

I made it to the road I was supposed to turn on....
only to discover that it too was BLOCKED!
GREEEAAAT! I headed to the next street...and turned ...
only to find myself...going the wrong way down a one way street....
Good JOB! Once again..proving my sons comment...

I quickly turned down a back alley, and put myself back on the right street...
AND actually made it to the hospital ON TIME!

That should have been the end of my bad right?
BUT no.
The night before I had talked to the MRI department, 
and they told me to park in the Emergancy parking lot, 
and check in at their department, as the main one wasn't open yet.
SOOOO I did. 
Only to be greeted by an extremely unpleasant receptionist...
who informed me in no uncertain terms..
and made me know just how stupid I was...
that the main admitting desk opened at 6am/....
and I should have known that...
(Why?  Oh... I forgot all the time I spend HANGING in the hospital lobby!
It being such a great place and all..)
and that if I didn't move my car it would be towed.

Good thing I was only tired and not sick...
I didn't smack her... (kidding by the way...)

Sooo...now I am late...so out to my car...
Move it to the paid parking lot...
back in and now in line behind six people....sigh.

I finally did make it to the MRI department...
and the receptionist was nice...
but I got the distinct feeling that the technician 
would rather have been doing ANYTHING else then 
answering my dumb questions...

(dumb questions like do i have to drink anything discusting..
What temp does this bring your body up to... 
and how long will this slightly neurotic and very clausterphobic person 
have to stay in this cigar shaped coffin.)

She did snap at me because I didn't hear her tell me what I was supposed to do after I changed...

The test took half an hour...
I spent the first 10 minutes telling myself that I had to breath...
after that I kind of relaxed into a semi coma ... induced by exhaustion...

After it was over, I headed back to the lobby to get the cash that i needed
to pay for my parking...
and then to the info desk to ask if they had change I could feed the machine..

Where I was "TOLD" that Don't I know there is a parking attendent out there?
Um. No. If I did... I wouldn't be over here asking for change..
and....
Is this NOT information????

Wow...apparently I wasn't the only one having a bad day...

I did make it home safely after that...
and I think I will stay here where it is relatively safe...
until I meet the living dead tonight.
Yes. I did say that.