MRI is more dizzying than the Cyclone

2 days later, and I feel a bit nauseous and dizzy.

But I was able to pick up the CD of the images. Not sure I will be able to make heads or tails of anything, but at least I have something to show for my vertigo.

I guess it could be worse. I could have cancer! Oh, shit.

Compiling lists of potential surgeons is also dizzying, which is why I'm not as organized as I should be. I'm usually quite the little organizational machine, but I guess when it's stuff I like, or want to do. I'm not so gung ho about chopping my upper lady-bits off. Or being shot with laser beams or poisoned to kill every creature in my body, good and bad, great and small.

I do know that after I choked down my salad, I rather enjoyed the nectarine I purchased. I'm definitely craving sweet rather than savory. Perhaps I should have waffles for dinner.

A pet peeve of mine was brought to light by a loved one. I don't mind when people say they are praying for me - but when they say they are praying and that I'll be ok (presumably by the power of prayer), that's another story. If you decide to "pray for me", that is your religious or spiritual belief. That makes YOU feel better, that does not kill the cancer cells, or quite frankly, make me feel more confident in my recovery. I need more than prayer. I need good vibes - which may sound like the same thing to you, but not to me. Vibrations are thoughts that travel. If that is indeed what you are doing, and not praying to a God that I may or may not believe in, then different words are much appreciated. If you say you are praying, sending good vibes or thoughts, and are there to support or vent to, that's super. Something I've observed over the years, from my days of going to church, from arguments over religion, from respecting other peoples beliefs and then being looked down upon for not believing in theirs.

Live a good life, do your best, and truly let others live their lives as they believe. That's what I believe in, dizzy or not.

Sorry for my little rant. Really, this hasn't happened - yet. I'm just trying to open up some minds out there, respect your loved ones, and if you don't respect their beliefs, if they're not good people living a good life, then perhaps you're not meant to be there for each other.

I wish I had another nectarine. This nausea is killing me. Wait, that's the cancer! (insert giggle, this shit ain't gonna kill me, and I believe that... most of the time).