Two Things

First, the General RS Broadcast was good. I admit I drifting away into daydream land at one point in every single talk except for the 3rd chicks'. She was the best! We had a great Peach cobbler-ish dessert afterwards. I got the recipe! I'm glad I went cause I almost didn't. I was so worn out from the week and the hard work (ALL the chores) on Friday that I did, I was on the verge of being sick on Saturday and couldn't do anything all day. The Broadcast was the only thing I did do!

What I really want to say about the Broadcast was that the music was AMAZING! When they mentioned the Choir being comprised of all these po-dunk towns in Utah that I hadn't even heard of (I've heard of most) I thought in my head "oh...they aren't going to be very good probably...") Boy was I WRONG! After the first song they did I wanted to clap a few loud claps, say out loud what I was thinking in my head ("Wow...") and turn to my friend next to me to diagnose and analyze the whole song. From the outside, the girls around me only saw me shaking my head slowly back and forth a little in total shock, unbelief, and inspiration. The congregation sang a couple of the songs with the Choir and I was wondering "Why in the heck are we singing?" What a shame... I had pressure behind my eyes every time they sang. I don't cry very much at all in a spiritual sense. It is always music, never spoken word (unless RARELY a conference talk). The music has to be next to perfect though. This was AMAZING! I was so proud. I don't want to come off arrogant but I do have the opinion that the members of our church worldwide are some of the most talented people on earth, ...and I am very cultured! I know talent! I know good music! I'll tell you though, WE know how to do music! At least spiritual music anyway. Every girl in that Choir knew how to sing REALLY good. The arrangements were not easy and they had to hold notes forever! They were awesome!!

Okay second, today I attempted another MRI (I'll explain everything in a later post) but basically the three Xanax I took made me unbalanced, slurred a little, and very relaxed, and yeah I did laugh in the waiting room for quite a while for no apparent reason...it didn't do what it was supposed to....which is make my anxiety and fear of the MRI machine go away. When I walked in the room I was just as scared of it as I had been the first time, SO....they told me that the medication I was on wasn't working good enough for me and that I could reschedule and be completely sedated by a nurse who would supervise me the whole time and basically that I would be "put under" for the MRI. They told me after this that I would wake up and probably not even remember what I'd just done or know where I was....PERFECT! That's what I want. I want to be asleep, like gone, like the deepest sleep ever, like when I got my wisdom teeth pulled, like the million times I've passed out, that kind of deep sleep....that's exactly what I want! I want to be asleep before I even see that dumb MRI machine, but I won't. What will happen is I will walk in, lay down on the bed and the nurse will give me medicine in a needle in my arm (like they did for my wisdom teeth) and I will drift away into deep sleep and THEN they will do the stupid MRI. I hate that MRI thing and hate the idea of even thinking it's going to happen whether I'm knocked out or not! It gives me the heebie jeebies! You should see it though! If you've had one in the past, it has changed and you probably didn't have one of the brain, where it takes a whole hour and they plug up your ears, put big pads on both sides of your face so you can't hear anything or move your head! Then they put this mask thing over your face with little slits in it so you can kind of see out! WHAT! No hearing, hardly any seeing! It's like torture! They take away all your control and the only choice you get is if you want a blanket put over you....oh yeah, cover me up even more, go ahead and suffocate me completely! And then stuff me into a tiny tube! TORTURE! I hate it! The whole thing is a NIGHTMARE! Okay that's my rant on it. I hope none of you ever have to get one. If you do and you don't think you are claustrophobic...this will be the ultimate test! I didn't think I was either! I quickly realized that once I don't have the control over the situation, BIG problem! So, until next time (3rd times the charm on the MRI I guess...).