Hospital Booties: an appreciation

MRI was today.  Man those are rough.  Laying absolutely still for over an hour is even more difficult than it sounds, and it sounds pretty hard.

Because I came from work, and was wearing tights and heals, I didn't have socks with which to walk around the hospital.  So I asked if they had any booties...pretty much the one souvenier from hospital visits to which I looked forward.

I found these to be so amusing that I took them home with me.  When I called my dad to tell him the MRI was done, I let him know I was the proud owner of a new pair of hospital booties.

"Well, Christmas came early for you didn't it," he responded.  The sarcasm apple doesn't fall far from that tree.