Cindy’s Blog

I saw my pulmonologist a few days ago. Thankfully he switched me to a different inhaler that might not give me the hoarse voice that Advair did.

During this visit he reviewed my lab results from last time. One of my blood values was low. I can’t remember what it was - something that drops with infection or allergies. He stepped out to consult with another doctor about what to do. Or John suggests, maybe he was googling for an answer. I waited for a few minutes, then had a Seinfeld moment as I realized that he left the computer logged in with his notes about me still on the monitor. I turned to read but as soon as my eyes were on the screen I heard his footsteps approaching the door.

The only thing I caught was the phrase “supple neck.” What an odd thing to read in your records.

John’s response to this was “Your neck’s not that supple.”

“Apparently it is!” was my answer.

I finally got a haircut yesterday. It was long overdue. I asked my stylist to make it longer in the front than the back. I told her I wanted a more obvious angle than I had last time and that I wanted the front to be chin length or a little below. This is what she did.

I told John that I have a Catholic school girl haircut now. He agrees.

Later he told me “It doesn’t look bad. It just doesn’t look good.”

Last time she was done in 15 minutes and it looked pretty good. This time she took an entire hour, cutting layer by layer, which isn’t necessary with my fine hair. It may have started out the right length in the front, but she spent a long time evening it out on one side, then the other. She charged me $10 more too. She told me she couldn’t make it any higher in the back. I don’t believe her.

Here I am with my cat, Maestro. Part of the reason I look so crappy is that that’s how I feel. I have a cold and am so tired. My spirits are lifted somewhat in this pic by the nearness of the furry ball of sweetness and the fact that I’m wearing the fingerless mittens I just finished knitting.