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which_chickSo I went to the one-week post op doc visit today.
There are still not pictures, damn it all, but he allowed as how, if I'd email him, he'd email me the pictures when he got them from the nice people at Medical Imaging or whatever. I remain hopeful and I have emailed him requesting same.
The doc visit was all about the "How are things working out for you?" line of inquiry. He wanted to know how things were going, physically and emotionally and shit. Emotionally I'm good -- fertility was never an issue for me. Physically I'm in pretty decent shape. I have good daily mobility and all the adjacent parts work as they should, so no worries there. All the swelling has gone down some, the incision looks nicer than I thought it would, and nothing hurts very much. If the largest complaints I can muster are about the insufficiently entertaining nature of percocet and the annoying persistance of the tape strips, it should be fairly obvious that things are going well.
I think we'd do ever so much better if I didn't immediately go into some kind of psychotic alpha mode around doctors. *sigh* Who's controlling this conversation? I am! I am! It's honestly not his fault. (The Doogie factor doesn't help matters on this front.)
While I was out, I also mailed off a book for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
not_your_real, bought a latte at the Sign of the Mermaid, and grocery shopped a little. I dropped off some moravian spice cookies at work and at grandma's. Also at the office, I got my yarn from the online yarn store that I had ordered from the other day. They're quite speedy, which is one of the reasons I shop with them. New yarn! YAY! Let the swatching commence!
Tonight: Mix up dough for sand tarts. Fix lemon butter spinach (with boiled potato for underneath) supper using leftover denuded lemon from sand tart recipe. Roll, cut, and bake remaining half batch of moravian spice cookies. Finish watching Rome episodes.
There are still not pictures, damn it all, but he allowed as how, if I'd email him, he'd email me the pictures when he got them from the nice people at Medical Imaging or whatever. I remain hopeful and I have emailed him requesting same.
The doc visit was all about the "How are things working out for you?" line of inquiry. He wanted to know how things were going, physically and emotionally and shit. Emotionally I'm good -- fertility was never an issue for me. Physically I'm in pretty decent shape. I have good daily mobility and all the adjacent parts work as they should, so no worries there. All the swelling has gone down some, the incision looks nicer than I thought it would, and nothing hurts very much. If the largest complaints I can muster are about the insufficiently entertaining nature of percocet and the annoying persistance of the tape strips, it should be fairly obvious that things are going well.
I think we'd do ever so much better if I didn't immediately go into some kind of psychotic alpha mode around doctors. *sigh* Who's controlling this conversation? I am! I am! It's honestly not his fault. (The Doogie factor doesn't help matters on this front.)
While I was out, I also mailed off a book for
not_your_real, bought a latte at the Sign of the Mermaid, and grocery shopped a little. I dropped off some moravian spice cookies at work and at grandma's. Also at the office, I got my yarn from the online yarn store that I had ordered from the other day. They're quite speedy, which is one of the reasons I shop with them. New yarn! YAY! Let the swatching commence!Tonight: Mix up dough for sand tarts. Fix lemon butter spinach (with boiled potato for underneath) supper using leftover denuded lemon from sand tart recipe. Roll, cut, and bake remaining half batch of moravian spice cookies. Finish watching Rome episodes.
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Date: 2005-12-18 01:43 am (UTC)I decided I wanted this Regia self-striping stuff, and I wanted it just like a purple-blue-and-checkered-black-and-white sock on somebody's things-she-knit page, and I found the store with the most Regia (royalyarns.com), and... no purple stripes.
Then I found another page with only a handful of Regias (theknittinggarden.com), and they had one that the other page didn't. "Provence", with purple, blue and checkered-black-and-white stripes.
Then I noticed that the ID number for this colorway was smack between two of the ones listed on royalyarns as "discontinued". Panic! Must have purple stripes! 2 balls yarn ordered.
Ah, well. (Why couldn't I have waited till Tuesday, driven down to The Tangled Web, and fondled all the sock yarns?)
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Date: 2005-12-18 05:52 am (UTC)Sock yarn is the sexy. That's why people want to make socks. Don't feel bad that you lost the battle. Darwinistically speaking, sock yarn propagates and diversifies via being able to persuade people to buy it. It has evolved in an environment where the successful organisms are eminently take-home-able, kind of like kittens.
The purpose of consumer goods: be a meme
Date: 2005-12-19 10:22 pm (UTC)This is a spectacularly interesting thought. Think of successful products: iPod, Mazda Miata, the Jenna Jameson masturbator pussy (http://www.passiononline.co.uk/shop/product_info.php?products_id=2889) [1], etc.
What does each have in common? It is cute, and you want to take it home with you. Designs and modes of design that are successful inspire imitators (propagate), and are tweaked/mutate to hit new niches (iPod Nano, iPod Shuffle, frinstance). If they do not mutate or are evolutionary dead ends, they die out (rotary dial telephones).
I wonder if someone has done a paper on this somewhere...
[1] Ok, that was completely gratuitous.