So today was my very last saline fill. This is of interest not only as a milestone for Operation Rebuild Anna's Boobies, but also because as those of you in the Seattle area know, the weather is sucking. So are the roads. And as
solarbird is a better driver than I am, I made sad faces at her until she agreed to drive me to the appointment.
(I could have rescheduled, but that would have been difficult for a number of reasons, all of which are involved with the fact that I start at Big Fish next week, and the folks in my surgeon's office are going to be out later this week. So that would have necessitated schedule juggling
and probable insurance juggling, since what's left of my insurance from the job I just left expires at the end of the month.)
Anyway, Dara reluctantly agreed to drive. We got there after one incident of getting stuck near the surgeon's office--Dara had missed her expected turn and I'd mis-remembered which way to go from a side street instead, and we got stuck turning around. Annoying, but we got out of it and were only about ten minutes late to the appointment. The saline fill got done and dealt with, and I don't have to go back for the final procedure until February. Even as late as April if necessary, depending on the needs of my new work schedule. So that's all good.
We stopped a couple of places on the way home and got lunch and various errands done. There was one brief annoyance in the parking lot at Lake Forest Park Town Centre when a woman unexpectedly BACKED INTO US because she didn't realize we were behind her. Fortunately she only dinged our front bumper, which was pretty dinged up anyway, and therefore it wasn't worth getting her insurance info. But still, annoying.
And Dara was wise, it turned out, to fear coming back up our hill. We made it literally almost all the way up, until we got to the little mini-street that leads right into our driveway. The Honda's stuck out there now, in sight of the house. Dara and two neighborhood ladies are trying to shovel a path to let it make it the rest of the way up into our garage. They made me come instead because I started to be wiped out from the most upper body exertion I've had in some time.
So, um, yeah. I don't think either of us are going to be doing much the rest of the night.