Scan after 6 days of stims: 15, 12, 12, 12, 8.
As always, underperforming and uneven. That single 15 is unsettling.
Am feeling overwhelmed by practicalities: when/how to get more drugs? when/how to move to the Hemlsley? what about my excessive luggage? how the hell long will I be here, anyway?
Driving my rental car into Manhattan and staying there might solve many of these issues. But I've been trained so hard to NEVER drive into the city that it's hard to even notice it's a possibility, despite luggage and current fraility.
I miss Miss T. horribly. Vivid dream this morning involving a disappearing Beaker, a duplicated, then almost drowned Miss T., and then some sort of cell phone issue that, when resolved, brought back Beaker and removed the extra (and not drowned) daughter...
Gah, I hated this part of it, those damn measurements. I hope you can get a good night's sleep soon, in any case.
Posted by: Jody | Wednesday, January 23, 2008 at 04:01 PM