Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Face the Size of Montana
This is me today:
Maybe I don't look any different to you, but if you look closely you will see what appear to be cottonballs stuffed into my stage right cheek...it's not cottonballs. It's my face. I had oral surgery to correct an infection in my tooth root. I don't really have to have the icepack secured to my head, but it makes for a better photo and more justification for my sad whining. Don't I look sad and pathetic? Don't I look tragic? Don't you want to bring me a "get well milkshake"?
This is one in a series of weird doctors appointments I am trying to finish up before I leave the US. You wouldn't believe how many things you need to do to move to another country. Sell all your stuff, put the stuff you don't sell somewhere, get new glasses, say goodbye to everyone, go to seattle to get a visa from the Korean Consulate, finish your taxes, learn another language, buy pants, shoes and bras (because evidently I will not be able to find anything that fits me in my new skinny country), lay on your couch as much as possible before your house is no longer your house anymore, go through all your papers and throw away stuff you really don't need to keep....the list goes on and on. And I'm starting to feel anxious and overwhelmed like how you want to barf right before the final round of a karaoke contest. I'm less than a month away from leaving salt lake. Weird.