MRI Scheduled This Week

The phone just rang, and it was for the scheduling of the MRI.

The scheduler said to me, "I had a lot of trouble getting this appointment for you, because Dr. Torti's assistant said it HAD to take place within one week."

(Well. You can imagine where my pessimistic mind went with THAT. A WEEK? What's the RUSH? Why a WEEK? Rushing is what you do when you think something bad is growing! Meanwhile, here's Bill, Mister Relaxo: "I'm just glad it comes after final exams." Are you getting a clear picture of how opposites attract?)

So the appointment is at the bizarre hour of 5 pm on Saturday, May 7th, in Winston Salem.

I suppose we'll get the results on Monday the 9th by phone.

Otherwise, all joking aside about pessimism and optimism, Bill and I decided that LOGICALLY it would be better to celebrate until we have reason NOT to.

I suppose you could say Bill was able to REASON with me, or at least he has tried.

However...

Unfortunately for everyone, on the subject of REASON, I share the sentiments of the butler Betteredge in Wilkie Collins' Moonstone: "I am (thank God) constitutionally superior to reason. Profit, good friends, I beseech you, by my example. It will save you from many troubles of the vexing sort. Cultivate a superiority to reason, and see how you pare the claws of all the sensible people when they try to scratch you for your own good!"*


*Due to my never-ending supply of angst, I am worried that you will read that quote as if it is meant to be taken seriously. No. Rather, it is the author making FUN of the irrational nature of the butler--and me making fun of myself. It is irrationality of which I am accusing myself by using that quote.

Love to all, and happy dancing while the sun shines!