I Forgot How Much I Missed You.

Dear Prancer,

Our chat on Skype last night seriously made my day today. I was walking along in front of these two blockheads on my way back from Arabic this morning (btw, according to my Arabic professor, "The British are trying to convince us that wizards are good, like good politicians.", and one was bragging about how he had to have a CT scan done. He was blathering on about being injected with iodine for contrast and whatnot, and it took all of my willpower to stop myself from turning around and slapping him. Not because I have anything against iodine, it makes starch turn a pretty shade of blue, but he was WRONG. You don't use contrast in a CT, unless you're looking for blockages in blood vessels. He was going on about how it was for checking his intestines. Silly boy, you use BARIUM for that. And it's all bubbly and gross and gives you diarrhea. How do I know this? My daddy's been drilling this into my brain since I was in diapers. I also know that contrast is not necessary for a CT. Why? Because I've had and have watched CT scans done without contrast. PS: They're a b***h to read if you don't know how. Mammograms are worse. I promise. It's like a vertical puzzle of squished boobs. (My dad's radiologist and I work for him when I'm home. Don't worry, I'm HIPPA cleared.) 

But this exchange reminded me of the time junior year when I was in the hospital, it turned out for severe dehydration, but I had a bunch of scans done. You know how annoying it is when people are trying to stick IV's in you and they don't actually know how? WHY would they stick a poor defenseless intern wit the cynical doctor's kid who was literally born in med school? That's just mean. ANYWAY, I remembered texting you to get my homework and drive my brother home from school the next day, and you replied "God, you're so demanding. Don't die." (I corrected the spelling, btw.) But that one text made me laugh so hard the darn intern messed up my IV bag. 

Getting to the point, and I swear, if you make this into a big deal I will walk to MSU and beat you up, I think I actually might miss you. I had gotten so used to talking to you almost everyday in high school and the first few weeks of college, and after we went a month without texting or Skyping, I forgot what a great friend you are. 

Heart, me.