There never is a good time for health issues.

It'd be better if mine could have waited until I was securely back in a job in the insurance... though likely I still am, since I kind of doubt Hetty made it to immigration to cancel my paperwork with the school quite yet. But either way, even without insurance, it's all pretty damned affordable.

Mine aren't really urgent, though sooner rather than later would be best. First is another friend who has nothing but great things to say about how much better life is on anti-depressants. Apparently, the world is less irritating, aggravating, and anxiety-inducing with them. Another surprising benefit Jason mentioned is that he's less obsessive about things.

You mean... things like what song I missed getting the name of at the coffee shop last night? I spent 2 hours today sitting in the coffee shop drinking fantastic coffee, and waiting to see if the song would come on. Sadly, it was all slower, relaxing-in-a-cafe kind of music. I got up to head back to the hotel to get my stuff and go to the train station, when an employee who worked there smiled and said goodbye in English. Well, I thought, it couldn't hurt, so I asked him if he had worked last night. That was beyond his English, but another guy asked if he could help me. I told him that, as crazy as it sounded, I was wondering if anyone there might know the name of a song that had been playing last night when I came in, around 5:30 PM. He did laugh, they all laughed, but said it was an internet station. I asked for the station to see if I could research it, when he did me one better by going through the list of songs played around that time. When none with those 2 words appeared in the titles as they paged down, the guy ACTUALLY started playing each song! When I told him I didn't know it from the beginning, he'd play a little of the start, then skip to the middle. We'd gone through about 20 songs, he said, and should soon come across it, when all of a sudden, we did!! He had me come around to take a picture of the screen so I could easily find the all of the song's details. We were all laughing, but this won't be bothering me anymore, with or without medication. The guy even turned up the music, had them unfold a chair for me, and invited me to sit down and listen as he started it again! Then refused the money I wanted to give them as a tip for their obsession-relieving help. 

The other issue is what I have determined must be plantar fascilitis. I have a pain in just my right heel that is bad enough that it makes me limp when I first start walking, though it goes away after that. I've determined, a bit reluctantly, that this must be laid at the feet of those damned jump squats. I've taken 2 weeks off of working out now-- last week because of packing and because I hoped to give it time to heal through rest. This week I wanted to do yoga, but knew I wouldn't be able to without a yoga mat on the hotel floor. (And I decided against a studio because I don't want to spend too much since I've another month to get through before I get paid-- I'll be missing about 1/2 my monthly salary from ILS for the flight, and since I only worked half the month of June, that would just about do it.) I actually went to the mall to look for a yoga mat. I went to the 2 floors that are nothing but sports and outdoor stuff, but to my astonishing shock, there were NO yoga mats! I found what looked like one on a mannequin & indicated it to the sales lady, who went to an elevator and came back with a rolled-up cushion one would put under the sticky mat. Since my hands and feet slide on the sticky mats, the cushion alone wouldn't work. Presumably I'll have better luck in Seoul, which is where I'm headed now. 

So, more answers and reactions once I've seen the doctors. But great to have the answer to what was that song!? (Which was, just in case you're wondering, "Piece of me" by MK, Becky Hill.)