Ruby slippers time
Friday October 20th 2006, 5:26 pm
Filed under: Non-Knitting

Tap your heels twice, “There’s no place like home.”

So far I’ve gone through half a bottle of baby oil and nearly that of cheap coconut-scented hair conditioner picked up on our way home, trying to de-superglue my hair as per instructions. I smell like a Mounds bar. And then I think of all the cancer patients who would love to have glue in their hair to complain about, and, well, hey.

Last time I was at Stanford, they had me tethered to the wall for a long infusion, and set up a bedside commode as they pumped three bags of fluids into me. Which means, it having been night and the blinds opened, that I mooned the incoming Lifeflight chopper.

This time I was again straight across from the helipad on the roof, but I was on the top rather than the ground floor–close enough to wave at the pilot and think she might well have waved back. I said a small prayer for whoever was laid out in the back of that chopper. Thank goodness they were able to get to Stanford so fast.

And the next one. And the next one.

It’s wonderful to return to normal life here.

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