Posted by patricia on Wednesday, February 25th, 2009
Sometimes, when I check my calendar to review the upcoming week, I get exhausted just thinking about what I need to do. Last week was one of those. Tuesday I went for another CAT scan. This is my third cat scan in the past year. So, you can tell that if my doctors were sitting beneath a sign it would read "Wit's End," or they wouldn't have scheduled this one. After waiting 45 minutes a tech came out with two bottles of barium sulfate for me to drink in the complete privacy of the waiting room. Then I was told that it would take another 45 minutes before the B.S. would be where it was supposed to be. All together now: What I was thinking?
Wednesday was the dentist. Although not nearly as traumatic as the CAT scan, it was no less exhausting. At least I didn’t have to drink any radioactive material.
The third and final trip out was the one bright light for the week: a presentation to quilt guild in San Antonio on Thursday. I was looking forward to it like it was the hug at the end of finishing the high hurdles, but by Wednesday night my get up and go was nowhere to be found. By Friday AM I had vertigo and I was afraid I was not going to be able to keep my commitment. But with the help from a friend I went. Later, my friend said that when I started my presentation I was the "old Patricia" , or should I say "the younger one" had showed up. Anyway, if one was to label it, you could say that I found my "spark." It was probably the combination of my continued excitement for the subject of quilting and having the opportunity to share it with my "peeps." The experience was the perfect balm for my body and soul.