That makes two clean MRIs

Since I've been up in Philly during my move-in-two-parts, I've had tons of trouble finding someone to take me to my appointment with Dr. Q today. It would've helped had I found someone that would take me down one month before hand, but being the fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kind of guy I am (Actually, I felt kind of bad because whoever would give me a ride would also be giving up a whole day) and after harassing several people to give me a ride, I finally forced Cassie into it (actually she very willingly gave up her much needed shift today).

Laughing our way down to Baltimore (which was just what I needed, it kept my mind from wandering to the massively disconcerting problems that potentially lay in my immediate future), we made good time (largely because of Cassie's persistent tongue-lashings due to my unsatisfactory driving speed). Cassie's a doll though. We had a good time, and during the nerve-wracking wait for my appointment, she was there for me. I really appreciate that Cassie.

I'm excited to be moving back into the real world, but that doesn't quite remove some of the strangeness that creeps over me now and again that I've felt since being back in the real (or maybe a better word is new) world. It's almost like I don't quite deserve it (hmmm...that's not quite it though). Maybe...how can I deserve to go back to a fairly normal existence when some of my friends have died and others have been ripped out of their lives never to return to what they once knew. I may be (or probably am) over-thinking this, but here I am, after this unbelievably life-changing experience, able to step back into my old life while also being given the gift of a second chance, a second chance to do things right or, at least, to do them with my feet actually on the ground rather than floating somewhere above. I'm moving back up here for better or worse (hopefully for the better), and I'm getting back to where I was before my world crumbled.

This is also my 100th post. I don't know if that's something to celebrate or not...