It's Sunday...my day off, ahhhh...Woke up after a nice long night's sleep and talked to my fabulous Aunt Mary for an hour on Skype. You've absolutely got to get skype if you know anyone who lives out of the country! (obvious point... if you're reading this, you obviously do!!) It is sooo fun to talk for free to someone on the other side of the globe...with a video camera!! Mom and I talk more than we ever did when I lived in Seattle. I must say, its a weird feeling to have to go put a shirt on after my shower before I call anyone. :-) Those space age movies just a few decades ago with people talking on video phones...the space age has arrived!
Today has been a fabulous do-nothing day off. After I hung up with Mary, I headed to the gym (a one minute walk from my room up a flight of stairs...okay, maybe one minute is exaggerating. Let's say 30 seconds.) Had a great workout jamming away on the cardio machines, covered head to toe in sweat after just 10 minutes because I always open the window and turn the AC off...it makes me feel like I'm back home in my hot yoga class (that I greatly miss!). Then an 8 second walk to the cafeteria for lunch...chit-chatted with some of my colleagues as they were on their lunch break. Headed back to my room to shower and get ready to head to the beach for my first ever kite-boarding lesson (!!!!) but then noticed Seattle had arrived... The sky was black, the trees were dancing in the wind...and then came the thundering rain! Wow, I really felt like I was home. I didn't really know what to do with myself. If I cant go to the beach, I really have no where else to go. (I've already mentioned that I'm not a fan of town...just full of tourist crap and a mind boggling number of restaurants.) So I just showered and lounged about! Why did that sentence deserve an exclamation point? Well because the change of pace in my life now compared to the past 5 years continues to boggle my mind.
So here I am in my room....where I have been all day, sitting on my bed, and now writing to all of you. My room is basically like a hotel room... I have a dresser with a TV on it, a bed, a closet, and a bathroom... no table or chair. My bed faces the sliding glass doors which allow me a view of the tennis courts that belong to the adjacent condo complex. So in the past few hours, I have spent quite a lot of time...staring at the tennis courts. After getting bored (cannot believe I just said that! I cant remember the last time I had the luxury of being bored!), I decided to head out in the now only sprinkling rain and walk on the beach...and get a massage under an umbrella of course. As for tomorrow...its a big day! I'm headed to Bangkok to talk to the stem-cell-transplant-oh-my-god-you-are-incredible doctors to see exactly how real and real-time this next generation of medical miracles really is. Of course, you will all be the first to know! Stay tuned!
Oh by the way, fun story to tell...as I was talking to one of my patients this week (well, at the resort we are supposed to call them 'guests' but I dont feel like I'm a doctor unless I say 'patients') and out of the blue, without any typical Jody-coaxing on my part, she says, "Oh I have this single, 30-something friend of mine who lives in Bangkok who you've just got to meet. You guys would get along great. What is your email address and I'll send you both an email so you can meet." So I give it to her. 'Okay, that's nice,' I think to myself. 'A bit forward but hey, I can relate. Wonder if she'll really do it?' I happen to check my email an hour or so later, and sure enough, there is her email....and then a few hours later, there he is, emailing me! Wow. He is Canadian and runs his own adventure travel business which takes groups touring around Thailand. I ask if he'll be around on Tuesday when I'll be in Bangkok but unfortunately he is away on business this week. So we'll see!
Anyway, my butt is actually sore from sitting on my bed all day so I'm going to get up now and walk around in circles for a bit. Hope you're all having a lovely day! Bye for now. ;-)
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