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The changing measure of things

Oct 13th, 2007 by bipolarlawyercook

It was a good day today for a vari­ety of reasons:

  1. I made it to my 8 am phys­i­cal ther­apy appoint­ment on time.
  2. I got a park­ing space in the hos­pi­tal garage right.by.the.elevator!
  3. I fin­ished PT in more than enough time to see my PCP.
  4. My PCP looked great after some well-deserved time off.
  5. My PCP agreed with my con­cerns about my migraine changes, and agreed with my thoughts about likely causes and pos­si­ble treat­ments. She not only agreed about a neuro con­sult, but was will­ing to do a “just in case” head CT, too.
  6. When I went out to the desk to sched­ule the head CT, the recep­tion­ist said, “We have week­ends. How’s this Sun­day at 7:30 am?”
  7. I got a park­ing space in front of our satel­lite office where I was work­ing today.
  8. I got a park­ing space in front of my girlfriend’s office later today, before meet­ing her for drinks and din­ner and out­let shopping.
  9. The hosiery out­let store had my size and col­ors in con­trol top and rein­forced toe. The moons must all be in align­ment for me to be able to walk out with six months’ worth of pantyhose.
  10. I didn’t have a headache to speak of all day.

Time was I would’ve been think­ing about things like how many peo­ple bought me drinks at the bar, and whether I would get the num­ber of the cutie in the cor­ner. Heh. It’s the lit­tle things.

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