You Must Be This... Whatever... To Ride

It's surgery pretesting day. Took about 20 minutes. I hadn't looked at the ID tag though, so I'm a bit surprized by the hand-written-ness of it. The medical office I was in had lots of technology. You'd have thought they might have faked something to make it look official... I mean, next week someone's slicing into my breast like it's a potroast, and right now my only souvenier is a hand-written Tyvek bracelet. (Could everybody pray that baseline remains status quo? Cuz I'm actually kinda happy about my bracelet.)