Come to find out Jordan's a craigslist freak

The past several weeks have absolutely blown by.  My last day of work seems like ages ago.  I already feel so removed from medicine and hospitals.  Its lovely.  A brief synopsis you ask?  Lets see....parents have visited, we've done our best to convince them we aren't unprepared idiots who will surely need medical evacuation or a third world jail bail out at some point.  Jury's still out.  Goodbye parties have been held, "parties", with an 's'. as in multiple.  I didn't know my friends loved me enough to have more than one hangover in my honor.  I'm touched.  Wrists have been dislocated.....wha wha wha what????? Yep, its true. Just one wrist though, mine. My left one, the same one I write with.  Its very annoying.  As we speak I'm typing with one hand palm up in a purple arm cast.  Everyone who reads this has already heard the story, but I'll indulge you again. Took a spill on my bike, wrist was wonky, rode bike 4 miles home, commenced beer drinking, wrist felt better until the morning when it felt very, very wonky and painful and I couldn't turn my hand palm up.  After 2 doctors, an unneeded MRI and some x-rays, my dislocated ulna was reduced (re-located) after a giant needle of lidocaine was stuck in my joint.  That hurt too. Now I get to hang out with this cast for 6 weeks (almost 2 weeks down! just 4 more to go).  So the first 3 weeks of our adventure in Nepal will be +1 casted arm.  Don't worry though, I'm still planning to do the Annapurna Circuit trek cast and all, then go back to Kathmandu to get the thing cut off and more x-rays done.  An then move on to Everest base camp.  Should make for a good story right?  I  thought so too.

This week we've been packing up our house.  Jordan is selling anything he can on craigslist.  Like, anything.  No boundaries.  But honestly, it feels kinda good to know our life fits into 4 bags and 5 boxes.  The only furniture I still have to my name is a $75 green thrift store chair that I refuse to part with.  Stuff is just stuff, and almost everything I had is replaceable.  Which makes it really easy to get up and leave.  

Gonna try to get one more backpack in before we leave.  Kind of a swan song to the PNW for awhile.  Its weird, this is the first time I've had truly bittersweet feelings about leaving a place.  I just wish my backpack was big enough to fit all my friends so they could come to.

OK i'm rambling, bye now

H