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Get out of there! – I brought a plant and some cat grass and put the bag on the counter. I took my coat off and turned around and Morgan already had her head in the bag munching. That cat … Continue reading
The building was tucked in a landscaped lot. It looked a senior care residence but it wasn’t. It was a neurological rehabilitation center. A high school chum of the beloved husband had a massive stroke two months ago. It was … Continue reading
I’ll have some Valium on my pizza please. Maybe a round of anti-acids on the side. I am a member of a very elite club. One I didn’t choose although it lists some pretty awesome people as members. It’s the breast cancer … Continue reading
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My gut is smarter than my brain. I can do probabilities in my head but my gut will tell me the truth without any data to back it up. It just knows. I don’t trust my heart. It gets veered … Continue reading
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When doctor appointments are more numerous than happy hours, you are of a certain age. In addition to the increased frequency, each body part gets assigned to a special doc. I have (or had) a hand doctor, a foot doctor, a … Continue reading
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I hate making phone calls. Any kind of call. Even to friends. The worst are the ones to customer service reps. I’d rather have a root canal. Or colonoscopy prep. My computer has been wonky for a couple of months but I … Continue reading
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“Sometimes you eat the bear and sometimes the bear eats you” Today was one of those days. Hot and muggy in the northeast but pleasantly summer. There was routine stuff to do — follow-up doctor appointment; move dying plant; break … Continue reading
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Author’s Note: Don’t let the title fool you. This isn’t one of those uplifting posts that tells you how wonderful you can be. You can read that stuff on your own time. Long-time readers know that I find most people … Continue reading
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My thumb took a nosedive. I don’t know how a 15 minute procedure on a small digit can cause so much trouble. The doc thought the scar tissue was strangling a nerve (my term, not his). I wanted to … Continue reading
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My doctor said I had a “goober” on my thumb (technical term he really used) and it should come out. Earlier this week it was removed. Simple surgery. Easy peasy. Nice happy drugs go with it. I am in a … Continue reading
Views and Mews by Coffee Kat 