CT Scan

Got a CT scan of my head this afternoon / evening. I’ll omit the long-ish story leading up to it. Suffice it to say that I was concerned enough about still having a headache to go to a doctor and press the issue, and committed enough to sit through a four hour stint at the Friday evening emergency room.

The verdict:

1) CT scan is “negative” and “completely normal.” No slowly swelling brain, no slowly leaking blood vessels.
2) My blood pressure runs around 115 / 60, with a resting pulse around 60.
3) My eyes don’t, on a cursory examination, appear to have detached or swollen retinas.
4) I am not to do Judo, at all, until I have been free of symptoms for a week. The doc looked at redmed and asked “is that going to do anything? Can you control him? This is important.”

In an amusing and totally unrelated story, I got another message from the world yesterday. I was stone-cold out of gas when I drove into Providence to meet redmed. We had our meeting, then went for dinner. I got back to my car, and noted that it was already on “0 miles to empty.” This is not an analog gauge, this is a digital readout.

I made my way to the gas station, and put 18.2 gallons in my notionally 17.5 gallon tank.

I wandered into the food-mart to pick up a vanilla milk for the ride home. While I was paying, a man pushed through the door and asked if he could “borrow” a gas can. The woman said he would have to buy it, which he promptly did.

I interpret this as the world saying: “Look, we just want you to know that you were out of gas. You ran out of gas. We didn’t call you on it this time, but let’s not forget – somebody ran out of gas tonight. That somebody who was at the gas station at the same time as you. So, you get away with a warning tonight, but next time we’re calling you on it.”