It's hotter than a sack of flying monkeys down here.
We went to River Market this morning and visited the Clinton library. We drank tons of coffee and then walked around in the heat for a few hours so now I smell like a grande mocha with whipped cream.
Phil just had an EKG (more heart stuff) and is now in his CT scan. They're checking his face; maybe to see if he really is The AllTel Guy*. He then heads straight to a metastatic bone survey, which is just what it sounds like... they are checking for any bone tumors. A lot of these tests sound like they are looking at the same things, and they are, just from different angles. The process here is very thorough and complete, which is much of the reason we wanted to come here. The data we're receiving through all of this testing will tell us a lot, and we're hoping will also put our minds at ease for the time being.
I'm in the main hospital lobby, which doesn't have the same warm feelings or free food that the myeloma center has but I'm making do with the free WiFi.
*Around four people have asked Phil, starting when we got on the plane, if he's Chad, The AllTel Guy. AllTel is/was based here in Little Rock so Chad is like a local celebrity maybe? I told Phil he should just start saying that he is indeed Chad. That cute little flight attendant** was all ready to give him an upgrade to first class... but I doubt I would have been invited to come along.
Okay, Phil is done with his face thing and we're now in the waiting room of a different Radiology department for his bone survey. Just to illustrate how they roll here, we walked alllllll the way to the other side of the hospital to check in and the receptionist said, "Y'all are in the wrong place." We started to pull out our schedule and maps and she said, "Naw, I'm just playin'! I just wanted to see the look on your face when you thought you had to walk all the way back!" And then she started laughing uncontrollably.
I told her it is entirely too hot to be cutting up in such a manner.