a nice patch of radio silence

When the phrase “radio silence” doesn’t make me think of Thomas Dolby, it makes me think of a bunch of guys in a submarine turning off all of their soundmaking equipment and engines and floating quietly in the water looking nervously around waiting to see if something bad happens, expecting something bad.

So, I’ve been MIA because I’ve been waiting for some test results from the doc that turned out to be nothing but had a small chance of turning out to be something and I sat around with my noisemakers off for a week, worrying. I am developing a very very annoying [to me] habit of becoming irrational about my health during periods of great stress. Now that I’m back into rational-land [or “illusion of rational” land which will have to suffice] it’s something I’m officially working on.

Or will, when I get back from Boston, and Puerto Rico, and Ann Arbor Michigan, and New Hampshire. I know, I know “Gee, Jessamyn can’t imagine what in your life could be stressful!” Today I can mostly laugh at myself, yesterday things weren’t seeming so funny.

But despite my seeming hibernation, a lot has gotten done. I helped install an online catalog for a public library. I used a reel mower to mow my lawn. I sent out some letters. I almost finished a book. I took a lot of people out to lunch in the past week or two and got taken out to lunch myself. Yay for lunch. Today I get in the car and drive down to Massachusetts. Check me out on this list of fancy people! I hope to be checking in here a little more often. Thanks, as always for checking in with me.

What do you think?


  1. I’m glad to hear that everything is OK. I did notice your “radio silence,” but I figured that was somewhat intentional and didn’t want to bug you. I’ve had a bit of that going on myself, lately.
    I hope we can chat soon.

  2. Jessamyn, glad to hear all is well. I am the world’s worst hypocondriac – eyes a bit sore? Its hayfever. Pins and needles – am I having a heart attack? Get back to that swimming, eat well and chill!

  3. I’m glad to hear you are well.

    That is a very serious picture of you on the fancy people list. I much prefer your IM icon :)

    I was just missing you this morning, and being able to call on you for spontaneous fun.

  4. Glad to hear you’re fine. I think I’m getting a lot more experience with the news not being so good—my best friend from college got some very bad news and decided to blog about it (a first for her) as therapy and an attempt to help others:

    …and then another friend here in Atlanta is going in to have a (fortunately benign) cyst removed today.

    More and more,(as I get older) this is the cast of news I hear from friends.

  5. Mazeltov on the news.

    You are a bit young for this, but I find that sort of health-anxiety to be a part of the start of middle age.

    When I threw a blood clot a few years ago, my (absurdly young) doctor told me that from now on I’d probably notice every twinge and ache much sooner. And thanks to her prophesy, my imaginary self has died from almost every obscure disease possible.

    I’m like a patient on “House,” only without the actual eventual illness.

  6. Glad all’s well, jessamyn. Those days waiting for test results are certainly sobering, even when the news ends up OK.