You are walking out the door on your way to get a hair cut and your beard trimmed. You lean over to kiss me goodbye and whisper in my ear: “The doctor called to remind you that you have an eye injection tomorrow afternoon.” We both frown and you’re off.
Hmfffff! Every three months I get an injection into my left eye for macular degeneration. I’ve been getting them for almost 10 years now. What can I say? It’s saving my sight. The worst part is being reminded that I have an appointment. To make myself feel better, I schedule my quarterly injection on the same day as the monthly HOA Board meeting. (That Board I’ve resigned from a million times – in my imagination) I get to skip the monthly meeting tomorrow! So, there’s a positive side. That and I get all the champagne I can drink when we get home. And did I mention that you hold my hand in the doctor’s office and never forget to mention how beautiful I look with my eye held open with a clamp.? Hahaha!
That’s it. Just thought I’d pop in for a vent (i). I’m working on another segment of Once Upon A Bed Again and will post that later today.