Awww, man! It’s National Nude Day. And I have to take Ben to the hospital for a bone marrow biopsy. He’ll most likely be nude during this procedure, but that doesn’t help me any. I like being naked, however, I don’t think I have the guts to go to Children’s Hospital in my birthday suit. That would, in all likelihood, cause great pandemonium.
On the plus side, I officially weigh less than my driver’s license states. This would probably make my nakedness easier on any innocent bystander’s eyes, but, then again, I have that crazy paleness factor working against me. Darn. I guess I’ll just keep my clothes on. I will have to live vicariously through any friends celebrating this holiday. Post pictures!
Pandemonium. Hell. John Milton, in his epic poem, Paradise Lost, named the capital of Hell “Pandemonium”. It fits. I think I’m currently living there. After all, it’s been incredibly hot here in the Denver area, and given my current situation, it makes total sense. I am in Hell. No wonder I like being naked.
You’ll have to forgive my mental illness. I’m working on minimal sleep. I didn’t have much trouble going to sleep but staying asleep is very difficult. The “what if’s” wake me up. I’m kinda mad at God right now so I don’t feel I have the right to yell at Him only to turn around and ask Him for help in soothing the “what if’s”. I know I cannot control ANY of this. All I can do is support my Ben. Continue to be Madeline’s mom. Struggle against my homicidal tendencies regarding the rest of the world.
In a few hours, Ben will have a bone marrow biopsy. This procedure entails taking an evil corkscrew looking device and going into what I like to call the “butt dimples”. They will use this instrument to take out a cross section of bone from his pelvis. In doing this, they will learn if Ben has disease in his bone marrow. We DON’T want disease in his marrow. Heck, we don’t want disease at all. But disease in his marrow will be particularly bad. So, there you have it. Can you blame me for not being able to sleep? Frick. I hate this.
All right. you must promise me that if you celebrate “National Nude Day” that you will tell me all about it. As for the Pandemonium, I’ll save you from it and take it all myself.
Love, hugs, and no pandemonium. More tomorrow. 🙂
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