The surgeon thought I was nuts.

The nodules on my thyroid glands are getting smaller so I guess meditating does have physical consequences. I had an arrangement with the doctor that I would submit to semi-annual ultrasounds if she promised not to stick me with needles, as in take a biopsy. I learned in the hospital after my incident that considering myself as the conductor of an orchestra and all the medical personnel as instruments in my group. That worked perfectly with a single exception. One of the younger surgeons just did not grasp what I was doing. I think he thought I was nuts. Besides being fun it worked. Anyway she suggested that we go to an annual inspection since everything seemed to be going OK.
The book I'm reading by Brian Greene has accomplished two things. First to clarify that entropy is a measure of randomness. I still have to think about it each time I encounter the word 'entropy'. But more importantly I think he answered my question about whether the space we live in is continuous or marked off into very short intervals. Picture God on His knees with a Magic Marker marking off the sections of space. If I understand what Greene is saying the Uncertainty Principle is responsible for the segmentation. The wiggle resulting from the quantum jitters results in the smallest length we can measure, hence the quantization of space. One less thing to worry about.
Or not.
Entropy is proof that we're all on this flight together.

Dick