Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Who me worry?

September 1, 2010

I am writing this while I am still waiting for the doctor to finish whatever hole he is on and then call me.  I will schedule it to post on Wednesday, but something I found funny just happened and I will never remember it a whole day from now. 

Beth came home for lunch and left her phone here.  It just rang (buzzed) and I got excited.  It must be the doctor calling her phone since he did not get my message this morning to call our home number instead of Beth's cell.  I answered to hear the dude on the other end ask, "Mike?"  I hesitated.  As if there were any other explanation than that this was a wrong number.  Sure, I had answered Beth's phone, but she does not go by or look like a "Mike".  I am not "Mike".  I am not like Mike.  I am not currently miked.  He did not mean to say Steve but pronounced it "Mike". 

I have a brother Mike, so perhaps dude was calling Beth in a city 100 miles away to find my brother? 

Okay, you're with stupid.  Dude on the phone figured out he had the wrong number before I could say anything.  I guess "Mike's" normal response when he answers the phone is not dead silence.

I have heard from the doctor and he has said that there is nothing to worry about so far.  I do not have any brain lesions, nor does he think I have Multiple Sclerosis.  My blood work is normal, and there are a couple of white spots on my MRI that he will have a neurologist look at.  The radiologist thinks there are nothing, so we are just going for a second opinion.  Sure, there has been no explanation for what my ears feel like, but I am going to try a couple things.  One is less salt.  Okay, I can do that.  Another is less caffeine.  Not really looking forward to that, nor are my employees.  Finally, less stress.  I am going to have to find a good stress release, but the search starts tomorrow. 

What are some good stress relievers that you know of?  Can you think of any for me?   Let's see what happens.


  1. What! I totally posted a comment earlier. Maybe I was a big dummy and it didn't go through. I made reference to beating your children, getting a pedicure, and cats and knitting. And there it goes.

  2. CJ is a bit scared of how much I enjoyed the beating your children option. Hey, where did he go...