Peter dutifully took the morning off of work, drove the 75 minutes west to Lebanon, NH, navigated the behemoth Dartmouth-Hitchcock HMO, crawled into the MRI machine with a wailing Josie (whose head was pinned in a small cage), sang to her while the magnetic machinery clanked and throbbed, met with the condecending neurosurgeon who answered none of his questions, and drove home while feeding Josie a lunch of tofu and bananas in the back seat. Josie is fine. Big head with nothing but brains inside. Not that we had any doubts, but I guess we feel better having the pictures to prove it. While they were on this epic adventure, I discussed multiplication arrays with ten year olds and Jasper played with marbles at East Side. Not a bad day, all in all.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Big Head
Peter dutifully took the morning off of work, drove the 75 minutes west to Lebanon, NH, navigated the behemoth Dartmouth-Hitchcock HMO, crawled into the MRI machine with a wailing Josie (whose head was pinned in a small cage), sang to her while the magnetic machinery clanked and throbbed, met with the condecending neurosurgeon who answered none of his questions, and drove home while feeding Josie a lunch of tofu and bananas in the back seat. Josie is fine. Big head with nothing but brains inside. Not that we had any doubts, but I guess we feel better having the pictures to prove it. While they were on this epic adventure, I discussed multiplication arrays with ten year olds and Jasper played with marbles at East Side. Not a bad day, all in all.
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Phew! x o, dk.
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