Well, I'm off to have an MRI done on my back, again. The doc thinks I'm gonna have to have surgery, yet again. I'm can only walk with a cane now, and that for limited times. Anyway, I'm going crazy thinking about the stupid MRI this afternoon, I'm extremely claustrophobic and the thought of entombing myself in that coffin is gonna drive me buggy!
So, I'm playing frantically on the piano to alleviate the stress. I find the more technically challenging the better, so Chopin etudes and some Liszt are on the docket this morn. My back is screaming from all the octaves but everytime I stop I start to hyperventilate. *sigh* I'm such a weakling!