Happy Wednesday! It suddenly occurred to me last night, while writing yet another detailed email to my family with toe updates, that my mother had almost the same operation a few years ago, and my sister had a broken shoulder, and my Dad had a whole bunch of things I don’t even know about, without nearly as much worry. Is it possible that I am overly obsessive and stressed about having a minor surgery? Or is it that toe surgery is in fact the most complex and stressful health problem you can possibly have? Oh right, my sister also gave birth. Anyway, TOE SURGERY! The most difficult health problem of our time! (or I am a worrywart who hates being out of control and likes planning things to the inth degree)
Reading: Gonna blow my own horn just because I think I may have titled this post wrong and therefore people didn’t read it? Last week I wrote a post about Deewar in the context of Amitabh’s early career, rise to stardom, and overall meaning to the public. You should read it! Even though the title wasn’t clear what it was! Post HERE.
Watching: Monday I watched Bhuddha Hoga Tera Baap with Dina, who adores kitschy weird movies like me. And last night I had a movie night and we watched Spyder which is SO GOOD/DUMB. If you like good/dumb action movies, you should watch it. It’s also legitimately creepy a little bit. Oh, and that killed my high speed internet for the month, because I canceled my regular internet for the month that I will be at my parents post-surgery. Most people who do out patient surgery don’t lay awake nights thinking “but, what if I am still paying for internet while I am recovering and not in my apartment?” But that is because those people are wild and carefree and irresponsible. The kind of people who pack suitcases the night before vacations instead of a week in advance. Crazy people.
Thinking: What if my fridge breaks while I am at my parents’ recovering and all my food rots and stinks up the apartment and attracts rats? What if I pack books to read at my parents’, but then I get there and realize the one book I really really want is still at my apartment? What if my car doesn’t start the day of the surgery and I can’t get there and I miss my surgical slot? What if my Dad gets lost on the way to pick me up and isn’t there by closing time and I have to spend the night all alone at the clinic (this may be a left over worry from elementary school)? What if someday I actually let go of things and just relax and have faith they will work out LIKE A FOOL and then EVERYTHING GOES WRONG?!?!?
Listening: Spyder has a really great soundtrack. And my friend thinks that this song is totally the Simon and Garfunkel song, but mixed up a bit. What do you think?
Now, question for you! What do you watch/listen to when your head starts spinning with stupid worries like “what if my fridge breaks while I am gone and all my food rots and attracts wild animals who destroy my apartment”?
You know what is incredibly soothing? The Inner/Outer World of Shahrukh Khan. 2 hours of Shahrukh talking gently about his life, intercut with travelogues of people loving him. It’s the perfect documentary.