Blood, Ankle, and the Fjord Floor
Jul. 30th, 2011 05:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinhuvielThe pictures were really starting to pile up on the camera, even though the memory card can hold like 9000 photos. I figured I'd upload some of the more interesting shots and save the rest on the computer for posterity's sake.
First off, we have the ankle that Dr. (I'm fucking useless) Armacita told me to take Tylenol and apply ice to the affected area, and come back to see him in six weeks. It's almost time for me to go back to see that crappy assbag, and my ankle is still swollen and aching like a toothache. I can't wait until October when my insurance kicks in and I can find myself a decent orthopaedist.
On I-85, on the way back to the hospital to be with Aunt Tudi, I found myself behind this truck carrying a trailer on which sat a golf cart. The cart had on it casks with "XXX" on them, like they were full of moonshine and, on top of one of the casks was a stuffed opossum. This vehicle just made my day so, of course, I had to take a picture of it. Oh, and please make note of the Mickey Mouses. The dude who owns this golf cart has my sense of humour!
Here's a picture of Aunt Tudi getting a blood transfusion. The woman is a Vampire! All this time and I never knew I was living with a Vampire!
Here's a marriage forged in Heaven: Krispy Kreme doughnuts and Cheerwine! The mere thought was enough to make me need a cigarette after looking at the box. I bought the box and, OH LAWD! How many ways can I say deeeeeelicious?
The folks at Village at Pelham Hospital are lovely individuals but, let's face it, this is South Carolina, after all. This wheelchair is either proof that the hospital is located in SC, or we've folded space and found ourselves in a Norse hospital on the Fjord Floor. The icebergs are absolutely stunning this time of year.
And, just for shits and giggles, let's have a haunted piano in a cancer center.
First off, we have the ankle that Dr. (I'm fucking useless) Armacita told me to take Tylenol and apply ice to the affected area, and come back to see him in six weeks. It's almost time for me to go back to see that crappy assbag, and my ankle is still swollen and aching like a toothache. I can't wait until October when my insurance kicks in and I can find myself a decent orthopaedist.
On I-85, on the way back to the hospital to be with Aunt Tudi, I found myself behind this truck carrying a trailer on which sat a golf cart. The cart had on it casks with "XXX" on them, like they were full of moonshine and, on top of one of the casks was a stuffed opossum. This vehicle just made my day so, of course, I had to take a picture of it. Oh, and please make note of the Mickey Mouses. The dude who owns this golf cart has my sense of humour!
Here's a picture of Aunt Tudi getting a blood transfusion. The woman is a Vampire! All this time and I never knew I was living with a Vampire!
Here's a marriage forged in Heaven: Krispy Kreme doughnuts and Cheerwine! The mere thought was enough to make me need a cigarette after looking at the box. I bought the box and, OH LAWD! How many ways can I say deeeeeelicious?
The folks at Village at Pelham Hospital are lovely individuals but, let's face it, this is South Carolina, after all. This wheelchair is either proof that the hospital is located in SC, or we've folded space and found ourselves in a Norse hospital on the Fjord Floor. The icebergs are absolutely stunning this time of year.
And, just for shits and giggles, let's have a haunted piano in a cancer center.
