The Oracle of Apollo Snippets from the life of Apollo Lee

Oh, Great

So, my crash on Saturday, I went to Santa Clara Valley Medical Center this afternoon (thanks for the lift, Patrick!) to have my consultation with the plastic surgeons who are going to repair my broken and dislocated jaw. I arrived after a little tangling getting off the freeway. Soon, I found myself in the bowels of the hospital at an admitting desk, filling out a form in pencil that had several checkboxes for status of address (“Permanent, Temporary, Jail, Car”). A while later, they called me.

I sat in an exam room for a while. Then, someone came in to ask me a whole bunch of questions. Then, another somebody came in to check me out as I sat on the paper table. No answers. Then, I’m alone in the room with a new iPod without headphones (yeah, I forgot them). Finally, a nurse gets me to ask me some financial information and stuff.

Finally, this is the verdict: “The extent of your injuries is great enough that we don’t really have the expertise to take care of you here.”

Tomorrow, I’m going back to Stanford.

Anyway Apollo, it is very good to hear that you are still alive! If for no other reason I very much doubt that anyone would have thought to contact those of us living in artic Moscow to tell us you were gone. Talk to the Hospital social worker, sometimes they have ways to help get some of the debt reduced or canceled. Still loving you in Idaho.
Jessica