Sitting in the odd chair that has a midcentury feel, flat black leather, chrome legs and sleek lines. Nearly fit for my living room but it definitely screamed clinical. Does the Herman Miller medical line have chairs? Am I parked in one? My first hospital room had a few Herman Miller products. Not the products you want, like elegant swanky chairs, but heavy plastic antibacterial cabinetry on wheels. I wonder if I’d be paying attention to the bad news any better, or at all, if the setting was like a Herman Miller living room display, sexy furniture from Design
Outside of My Within Reach.
I have some strange hemorrhaging and swelling in my eyes. Plural, now both of them. I should have paid more attention at the eye-guys description of the issue at hand. I know I’m going to be asked by others What’s going on with your eyes? Truth is, right now, I could care less of what is going on with them. I am singularly focused on how this impacts Alectinib, my anti-cancer treatment.
I’ll find out next week, if not before. For now I wait. Pretend that I’m not worried. Play 100-questions in my head.