November 28th, 2007

insane loki

Writer's Block: Public Transit Nightmare

What has been your worst experience on public transit?
It's 3AM, in Madrid, Spain. My Spanish is limited to "Dos Cervezas, por favor". I find what I believe is a bus or taxi stand and wait. And wait some more. And watch the cars zooming around a traffic circle with a statue of some indistinct figure spouting water.

The bus that I think will get me to my hotel arrives. Before dropping my change, I ask if the bus is going to my hotel. The drive utters a very long sentence in Spanish. I nod my head as if I have clue to what he's saying, and answer his final question with "Si." I grab a seat by a window and watch the lights of Madrid flash by.

After about an hour, the bus stops. I peer out the window at the traffic circle with the indistinct figure spouting water. I look down at bus stop where I'd waited. I asked the driver, "Plaza blah"? He says, "Si", points to a hotel on the other side of the traffic circle and laughs. "You like my little tour of the city?" Getting off the bus, I glare at him and say "Dos Cervazas, por favor." and try exit with some dignity.
insane loki

The no-chemo blues

My platelet count is too low for chemo. This is a side effect of the chemo, but they can't do anything (short of a platelet count I think) to up the counts. My white cell count is doing it's usual up & down (down right now) and my knees are starting to ache from the procrit (red cell accelerant).

Today's chemo nurse asked me if I was waiting on someone. I said "No, I drove here." She asked: "You're not on narcotics are you?" I told she sounded like my husband.
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