Day 27

My appointment for my renal scan was at 730 AM so i woke up at 645, and was out the door by 710.  Getting up that early is terrible.  Funny how I say that though because at Whitmore I was waking up around that time everyday.  Classic combination of getting a kidney stone and staying with my cousins for 4 days.  I got to the urology office at 715 and walked in to find the whole place empty.  I got a little nervous wondering if I was in the right place or not.  I mean the secretary at the office yesterday told me where I was supposed to go...hmmm... I hope I didn't blow this...classic.  I sat in a chair and played Bloons until 723 when some employees started to walk in.  Thank goodness.   I checked in, and within 5 minutes a doctor by the name of Wayne, was calling my name.  Wayne was a nice overweight, necklace wearing, technician who was scheduled to give me the renal scan. Wayne would mention the procedure, and how long it took, and where the images would be going next, but that was all the information he could provide me with.  Nothing about what I was being injected with, and about whether or not I could have a copy of the results on a disc.  Classic Wayne.  So he injected me with IV and instructed me to lay down on a panel and lay under the scanning machine, for 30 minutes.  I had to lay flat and not move my arms or my legs for half an hour, that was garb.  And the only thing he had on his television was some stupid news report, which showed me the weather forecast so many times I could have presented it to someone.  So I sat, and sat, and then the thirty minutes were over and he told me to go empty my bladder.  Good luck on that Wayne.  Surprisingly though, since I have been on this Flomax pill, sometimes I can go to the bathroom without having to go, and pee for a good 30 seconds, so Wayne got lucky.  I then went back to my position under the scanner, and Wayne injected me with some fluids that he did not know the name of.  Classic Wayne.  Yea I think its called Mag 3 or something like that.  Its supposed to make your kidneys work a little harder.  So I sat for another 45 minutes under the scanner while my kidneys were being put to work.  After sitting and staring at the 10 inch screen showing weather forecasts for what seemed like eternity, I was finally aloud to leave and go to the bathroom.  Goodbye now Wayne, thanks.  I drove myself home at 9 o clock, and went straight back to bed when I got home.  I slept until 12 and just missed saying goodbye to a handful of my cousins cousins.  The rest of the day was extremely slow and boring.  Really not much happened besides eating some leftovers for lunch that were leftovers the day I got there...classic.  We talked around and sat for awhile and waited out until Shabbat was over.  I will tell you that the lifestyle they live creates an amazing sense of connectedness throughout the family.  Without technology to interrupt their day they all sit around and talk about each others lives, and share many laughs.  Its pretty awesome.  Not just the kids either, its the whole family.  If there is one aspect about the orthodox way of life I like, it is this.  That night, the only thing we really did was go to Caramels.  Caramels, is a kosher restaurant that serves pizza, fries, and even sushi.  I had never been to kosher restaurant, so this was definitely a new experience for me.  The first anomalous of my dress code was my bare head ( as opposed to wearing a Kippah ), the second was my shorts and high white socks ( which is not even accepted on the East Coast let alone a kosher group ).  It was pretty funny actually being stared at by all of these orthodox jews.  So we ordered the pizza and Harry asked if I wanted any sushi.  I said I probably better not, because I actually like sushi...classic.  The pizza was good, and we talked mainly about Harry and his plans for the future.  it was a nice conversation, very casual and calm, as opposed to some of the conversations in the house.  I had an amazing time, and when we got back to the house I stayed up for awhile on my computer, and am now just counting down the hours until my flight.  Nighty.