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<\/a>Kavannah: Shleimut.\u00a0 \u00a0Being present to myself.<\/p>\nTarot: Six of Vessels, Reunion\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Shadow reminds me. My little boy plays with her. Feeds her.<\/p>\n
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One brief shining: Encountering high technology: Radioactive tracers. The bone scan machine. Uber. A self-driving Tesla.\u00a0 An organic among computer chips and software and radiation sensing crystals.<\/p>\n
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Retired Army Sergeant Andrew inserted an IV into my arm at 11:35. Flushed it with saline. Left the room to retrieve a lead box about 10 inches long and five wide. Removed the syringe with radioactive tracers that light up on bone. With a single push he sent it into my blood stream.<\/p>\n
He took out the IV. “Come back at 2:30.” Three hours in a place where I could not rest my head. That soft brace? No match for hours in cafeteria and lobby chairs with no head rest.<\/p>\n
By 2:30 I was so grateful to lie down. The too familiar curved table. Accepted me and supported my neck. The forty-minutes sandwiched between two cameras sensitive to the gamma rays coming from my bones? The most comfortable I’d been since I got to the hospital.<\/p>\n
One of four imaging tests.\u00a0 Baselines for the clinical trial.<\/p>\n
After my much needed rest: time to enter another technology tunnel. Called up the Uber app on my cell phone. Of course. Credit card expired. The ritual:\u00a0 Card number. Security code. Expiration date. Ah.<\/p>\n
I entered the network of self-employed drivers near to me. Who would drive me home? Abraxas took my request.<\/p>\n
Abraxas, a man in his early sixties drove a black 2025 Tesla. “Abraxas?” He nodded. “Charlie?” I nodded back while closing the heavy door and looking up through the transparent roof.<\/p>\n
“Abraxas?”<\/p>\n
A five-thousand year old Egyptian god. Rooster head and snakes for arms. Represents that God is one with everything.<\/p>\n
Hmm. OK. Not sure about snakes for arms. Can roll with all is one.<\/p>\n
A mind-stretching combination of magical thinking and a self-driving car.<\/p>\n
When Abraxas bought his Tesla, he opted for a full self driving kit. Used it all the way from Skyridge Hospital to 9358 Black Mountain Drive. His hands fluttered, on occasion, below the steering wheel.<\/p>\n
He even took the Deer Creek Valley road. A road through the mountains. I use it when I’m tired of the freeways. Very curvy. With bicyclists. All on self-drive.<\/p>\n
When we got to my house, the Tesla dutifully parked itself.<\/p>\n
Bones scanned by machine. Curves navigated by software. Me in my body.<\/p>\n
Home again, home again.<\/p>\n
Shadow wiggling. Smiling.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Imbolc and the Moon of Tides Friday gratefuls: Andrew. Nessa. Bone Scan. Radioactive tracers. Abraxas. Tesla. Uber. Tough day. Noem. Gone. Morning darkness. Rene Good. Alex Pretti. Say their names. Sparks of Joy and Awe: Technology Kavannah: Shleimut.\u00a0 \u00a0Being present to myself. Tarot: Six of Vessels, Reunion\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Shadow reminds me. My little boy … Continue reading Abraxas<\/span>