My transformation is complete...I've always wanted to be a super hero and now you can call me Radioactive Girl... you can call me ROG (pronounced rouge with a hard G as in Rogue Leader from Star Wars not as in rouge that girls put on their cheeks for color).
So ROG it is! The procedure was embarrasingly simple. It started out like an episodes of The Simpson's with Homer removing a nuclear vile from a container with long tweezer-like utensils. The technician put a big metal container on the counter, put some tap water in a suringe and inserted the water into a really small vile. All I did was drink, threw a straw, a tiny amount of liquid. He added a little water each time and I had to be sure and slurp a lot because, apparently, the radioiodine can adhere to the glass and I had to be sure to slurp it allllll up. That was it. I am radioactive! I now have to be careful and not "be with" anyone for 2 days. I can't sleep in the same bed as my hubby or my kids, can't watch a movie or read a book with them.
Okay! Here's the best part of the procedure! Michael Vartan was at the doctor's office and wasn't afraid of taking a picture with me, even though I was aglow! You know I always carry my camera and playboy bunny outfit!
Monday, January 30, 2006
Posted by Tasharoo at 3:40 PM
How Many Are There of YOU??
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Could be, but you probably need a bit more fresh air and sunshine to think clearly.