Well the good news is that I don’t seem to have gallstones because the ultrasound showed nothing of importance. The bad news is that medical care in the United States is ridiculous—I have been trying to reach my primary care doctor for almost a week to find out about next steps and she has yet to call me back. I left her a message on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday and only received a call back from an assistant on Wednesday who said that the doctor was faxing a prescription for Prilosec to my local pharmacy. Of course, the assistant had no idea why the doctor wants me to take that medication—brilliant. In the mean time, until I can make human contact with a trained medical professional, I’m living off of a very fancy diet that consists of plain gluten free pasta, peas, tuna, bananas, applesauce, and Fruity Pebbles—anyone want to come over for dinner? 

I don’t have class again until March 20th because of Spring Break and the professor being out of town during the following week. She gave us plenty of reading to pass the time, but most of it is in the form of novels. I feel like I’m cheating because I’ve been spending my homework time reading novels instead of heavy theory. We started with Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni’s novels Sisters of the Heart and The Vine of Desire. I finished the first one in a day and now I’m about half way through The Vine of Desire. Once that’s finished, I have three novels by Andrea Barrett (which I am told are rather confusing—great!) and a little bit of theory. Somewhere along the way I need to start working on my Jack Bauer paper, too. In the words of Jack himself, “Damnit!