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05 October 2005
Coming Up On Zero Hour→[More:]For those of you following the Saga Of Jonmc's Kidneys, we arrive at the last day before the Shocking of the Stones. At 5pm when I am chugging my Citrate Of Magnesia, I shall be thinking of MetaTalk.
Hopefully, I'll come back less irritable, too. Having big spiny rocks in your kidneys can make you a mite prickly.
I had some agida last night about all this. I keep having visions that they'll give me too much sedative or I'll go into shock from an undiscovered allergy or something. I've watched way too much ER.
Hugh, at the urologists office there were two nurses, one ditzy Greek chick, and this very capable Latin chick dressed in the whole beat-me bone-me ensemble-wonderbra, low-cut blouse, big fluffly hair, huge hoop earrings, tons of makeup, 3-inch heels. I considered asking for a prostate check, but demurred.
It's always scary but it'll be okay: you won't go into shock and there won't be an undiscovered allergy. It's not general anesthesia so it won't even be that bad afterwards and also, you will be through it, the anxiety over the procedure will be gone and so will the anxiety over those stones making their own nasty way out. Breathe deep, bring your headphones.
So, to, like, cheer you up, I dug up some obscure old music. If you do die, here's a song about where you might go - and if you don't die, here's a song about all the things in life that make it worth living. 2nd song extremely NSFW. But upbeat.
apparently it's some sedative so strong that the nurse on the phone told me it might as well be. But he also described the procedure as "routine," and that their operation was "like a Jiffy Lube," where they get you in and out quick, which is encouraging.
also as a gift to you guys for being so great, this site is a gold mine of wild and weird oldie mp3's. Just click on a category, then right-click (in Windows, you Mac people do whatever it is Mac people do) over the turntable icon next to the selection to save the file. Sound quality's not great, but hey it's free.
But the whole "nurse rating" thing pretty much sucks. Like alot.
Does it really Taz?
I don't see that, I mean sure the "ditzy Greek" one has an inner life and the "sexy latin" one does too, they are people jonmc is documenting, not fictionalizing. I've seen a lot of smutty talk and a lot of respect pass between people here and I would be pretty hard pressed to define what jon said as across any line that has not been crossed here over and over or as across any line at all.
Personally, me, I don't flirt. I try to keep smutty talk nonspecific or ludicrous in the extreme, just because that's the way I do my thing.
Now with all due respect, of which I have much, and in no way do I mean this in any kind of "shucks it's just dudes joshing Andrea Dworkin, chill" kinda way. I would really like to understand what jon's little slice of life does wrong when someone (someone who is actually on the site) talks about duct taping her breasts and someone else says "we need pictures." Now that squicks me a little, perhaps because I am a more formal person (really) than others here, but I don't want or need to censure them for it (and if they're cool with it, then I am), because it doesn't cross my line, and my line is not the agreed upon consensus line anway (usually unspoken), so if you don't mind, why did this cross yours?
On preview: As mcgraw says, also? Did I just herb myself again? It's a good thing I'm so well endowed, otherwise I'd have nothing.
OK, I just downed the magnesium citrate. Tasted kind of like flat Squirt. If any of you hear baboon like howling later, it'll probably originate from Astoria.
Hey, jonmc, hope everything goes well...hurry back, we bunnies will be waiting with baited bunny breath. (smells like carrots, in case you were wondering.)