The things they carried

Clothing:

• Jeans (low-rise, boot-cut; Long and Lean)
  
• Pants (drawstring, loose, voluminous enough to smuggle a ham within their many folds)
  
• T-shirts (many black, one gray, one white, two pink)
  
• Underpants (cotton, modest, capacious, black and dark heather gray)
  
• Bras (heavily engineered, elaborately cantilevered, and cunningly flying-buttressed, in black and beige)
  
• Nightgowns (two, cotton knit, floral, for lounging — I shall not sleep in them because the hot flashes would only cause me to tear them from my body in a 3 a.m. panic)

Funny shoes:

• Polka-dotted satin flip-flops
  
• Red Chinese brocade sneakers
  
• Windex-blue brocade mules featuring many a wee pagoda
  
• Battered Tevas, lest I be otherwise mistaken for a chic and cosmopolitan New Yorker

Comfort items:

• Pillow (goosedown and feathers, semi-firm, sheathed in ivory pillowcase, 400-count Egyptian cotton)
  
• Framed photo of Paul and the kitten
  
• Polarfleece socks
  
• Crack pipe and rocks appertaining thereto

Sustenance:

• Almost-empty bottle of off-brand prenatal vitamins
  
• A dozen homemade rolls baked today by Paul
  
• A dozen homemade brownies baked today by me
  
• Thin Mints, courtesy of Mom
  
• Single airline-sized bottle of vodka, for emergencies...well, for one emergency. And only a tiny one.

Electronics:

• Laptop, laptop power supply
  
• Cell phone, charger, cradle for synching with laptop
  
• Digital camera, card reader for transferring photos
  
• MP3 player, charger, headphones
  
• Rechargeable batteries, charger for, uh, recharging
  
• Toaster to knock nonchalantly into the bathtub when I need a bit of homestyle electroshock therapy

Miscellaneous:

• Half a dozen books
  
• Two-inch-thick file of medical records and instructional materials
  
• Tylenol, with and without codeine
  
• Medication, syringes, half-full sharps container
  
• Too many anxieties to fit into the overhead compartment or beneath the seat in front of me

Posted by Julie at 11:54:24 AM in New York diary

Comments

The things they carried

Clothing:

• Jeans (low-rise, boot-cut; Long and Lean)
  
• Pants (drawstring, loose, voluminous enough to smuggle a ham within their many folds)
  
• T-shirts (many black, one gray, one white, two pink)
  
• Underpants (cotton, modest, capacious, black and dark heather gray)
  
• Bras (heavily engineered, elaborately cantilevered, and cunningly flying-buttressed, in black and beige)
  
• Nightgowns (two, cotton knit, floral, for lounging — I shall not sleep in them because the hot flashes would only cause me to tear them from my body in a 3 a.m. panic)

Funny shoes:

• Polka-dotted satin flip-flops
  
• Red Chinese brocade sneakers
  
• Windex-blue brocade mules featuring many a wee pagoda
  
• Battered Tevas, lest I be otherwise mistaken for a chic and cosmopolitan New Yorker

Comfort items:

• Pillow (goosedown and feathers, semi-firm, sheathed in ivory pillowcase, 400-count Egyptian cotton)
  
• Framed photo of Paul and the kitten
  
• Polarfleece socks
  
• Crack pipe and rocks appertaining thereto

Sustenance:

• Almost-empty bottle of off-brand prenatal vitamins
  
• A dozen homemade rolls baked today by Paul
  
• A dozen homemade brownies baked today by me
  
• Thin Mints, courtesy of Mom
  
• Single airline-sized bottle of vodka, for emergencies...well, for one emergency. And only a tiny one.

Electronics:

• Laptop, laptop power supply
  
• Cell phone, charger, cradle for synching with laptop
  
• Digital camera, card reader for transferring photos
  
• MP3 player, charger, headphones
  
• Rechargeable batteries, charger for, uh, recharging
  
• Toaster to knock nonchalantly into the bathtub when I need a bit of homestyle electroshock therapy

Miscellaneous:

• Half a dozen books
  
• Two-inch-thick file of medical records and instructional materials
  
• Tylenol, with and without codeine
  
• Medication, syringes, half-full sharps container
  
• Too many anxieties to fit into the overhead compartment or beneath the seat in front of me