I'm writing this from an Internet cafe, to which I retreated in order to heal my poor irradiated body with therapeutic doses of espresso, scones, and brownies.About an hour ago I arrived home from the hospital, and made an immediate beeline for my handy-dandy Geiger counter (you remember, the one I bought in the aftermath of 9-11). I switched it to "gamma rays" and waved it in the general direction of my torso. Yikes! I'm radiating gamma rays at the rate of 100 microsieverts an hour. To give you a sense of proportion, the city of Fukushima is currently at about 0.02 microsieverts per hour. I wonder if all these nice people near me in the cafe have any idea what walked into their midst?Well, the last brownie seems to have overcome the glow-in-the-dark evil mojo of the "nuclear stress test" I underwent this morning. The radioisotope of Tecnicium that they infused into my bloodstream has a half-life of only six hours, so my glow is already starting to fade.Here's to the therapeutic benefits of scones with clotted cream and raspberries!Loren
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