I really wasn’t thinking of the Rainbow Awards this year. I’d submitted as I’ve done for the last few years, but I knew my offerings this year were quieter than other years, and that was okay.
I get really excited when I see other writers, newer writers, friends, win too. It’s sort of awesome.
I was pleased and excited.
On the other hand…
Last night I performed a sleep apnea study– some wonky heart rate things going on, that mostly have to do with being fat and old and mostly fat.
Anyway– I figured the study would be a bust, because, hey, FAT. I spent all morning in the car driving cross town to return my equipment, and that was it. I dropped it off, and if there’s nothing to report, well, you pretty much don’t hear anything after that.
I expected this morning to be a big fat hassle for nothing.
Uh, imagine my surprise when I got a phone call from Kaiser, telling me I was going to have to wear another piece of equipment for a week, because apparently it’s all very well to be old and fat, but when your body threatens to stop breathing in your sleep, that’s where you draw the line.
So, I wasn’t exactly excited to get this particular surprise.
All things considered, I sort of wish all surprises were like the Rainbow Awards. Uh, yay!!!