Today was the return visit for the three month Bone Aspiration and Biopsy.
I wish I could say that it went well. After several tries and bottles of numbing agents on the right rear pelvis, my hipbone was apparently too dense (thanks a LOT, Mom for all that stupid milk!!!). The doc then tried several times on the left. She hit the root of a spinal nerve and all hell broke loose. It felt as if I had LICKED the third rail. I don't remember it, but I apparently I screamed and twitched around for a bit. I made them stop. Covered in sweat-and having ripped up the bedding, I told them that we were DONE.
So, now, I have to go to Mission Hospital and have something called Twilight Sleep induced. I'm not exactly sure what that is, other than a Tolkein-esque title for something that will probably cause me to spill State secrets. I frankly do not CARE what it is as long as I do not feel a damned thing when they open me up like a wine bottle. This was freaking awful. And I've gone through herniated discs.
On the lighter side, Gypsy opened and it is really an incredible show. It's always been my favourite as it's more or less our history as performers. We descend from Vaudeville, Burlesque, Music Hall, etc... Just a joy to be a part of it, and if that overture doesn't get you going you have no soul.
