New York
April 14, 2011
Day of Stress
Bah. Just want this day to be over.
A 36-year-old friend of mine is undergoing brain surgery today in Los Angeles to alleviate a vestibular neuroma. It’s making me insane that I’m not there just to offer whatever help I could to his partner and brother. In addition, after tomorrow I won’t even be able to call because of STUPID VERIZON WHO IS BEHIND THE TIMES WHEN IT COMES TO USING YOUR PHONE OUT OF THE COUNTRY. Grr.
Also, it’s down to the wire on my Russia visa, which I’ve also been stressing about big time, because I’m not scheduled to have my passport returned to me (with the Russian visa stamp) until tomorrow morning. Tomorrow afternoon is, of course, when I’m getting on a plane to Brussels.
I’ve actually gotten good news regarding the passport. It’s finished, and it’s on its way to the Washington office of the client, and someone there will overnight pouch the thing to me, so it looks like we’re homefree on that one.
Now I just need to hear the news that my friend is safely out of surgery.
Surgery sucks, there’s no way around it. I know of what I speak:
My Surgical Adventures (all at Cedars Sinai, Los Angeles)
- Re-assemble shattered elbow, May 2000
- Second reconstruction of elbow, July 2000
- Third reconstruction of elbow, September 2000
- Double cardiac arterial bypass, February 15, 2002
Believe me, that’s plenty.
