Praise then darkness, and creation unfinished

I had another routine brain MRI this afternoon, at Mt. Auburn Hospital. I got to Cambridge early enough to get a cup of hot chocolate at Burdick's, which I drank on a nearby bench. I then took the bus to the hospital, arriving early enough that I sat and read on a bench outside the hospital for a bit..

The scan was fine, except that I had to remind the receptionist to pull her mask over her nose; she did so, but also told me that she knew how to do this (great, so do it right), is vaccinated, and hasn't had covid because she eats right. None of this was reassuring; I told her I was immune compromised, and stepped back for the rest of that conversation.

I then sat down at the opposite the waiting room and read for a while before being called in. The technician confirmed that I have no metal in my body, and asked how effective the earplugs I'd brought with me are, seemed a little skeptical, but didn't insist on giving me a set of disposable foam earplugs instead.

The scan took about half an hour. I had an easy and surprisingly uncrowded transit trip home. I described that for the monthly MBTA rider, since that email arrived while I was in Cambridge.