Surgery--Again

I shlump from the therapist's office to the lawyer.

Fairytales can come true.
It can happen to you.
If you're a gigantic pain in the ass

....I shlump from the therapist's office to the lawyer. I explain the state problem, which is an emergency. I received something in the mail which says "Warrant" on it. Am I under arrest? He calls the state. I say who I am and give the state permission to talk to him. While he's talking, I'm signing power of attorney forms. He talks for almost an hour.

While I'm slumped over in the chair, the head of the cancer center stops in to say hello. She likes me. (There's no accounting for taste.) To explain how fuzzy I am, I tell her that somebody from Bellevue called me last week and told me to take something somewhere. I wrote down where but not what. I have no recollection of the what. She says she'll check my file in the computer (probably requires a separate drive by now) and see if she can find out.

She comes back telling me that I'm supposed to make all these appointments. I say I know and slump forward again. "OK with you if I make them?" "Absolutely," I respond. So now the lawyer is taking care of the entire state tax issue and gets me two months to straighten things out. The head of the cancer center returns with all my appointments. (Actually all but one. I think I can manage one phone call.) I hug them both and start to cry. Then I go looking for my therapist and tell her that there are fairy godparents with magic wands.

I have another appointment with the lawyer next week. That will be to discuss the federal tax problems.

If I wasn't so exhausted and generally miserable, I'd be, dare I say it, happy. I do dare to say that I'm enormously relieved and grateful.

She likes me...

She comes back telling me that I'm supposed to make all these appointments. I say I know and slump forward again. "OK with you if I make them?"

So now the lawyer is taking care of the entire state tax issue

The head of the cancer center returns with all my appointments.

Then I go looking for my therapist and tell her that there are fairy godparents with magic wands.

Ah. A good night's sleep does wonders, Roberta!

You needed it!

More of that tonight!

Are these prescription reading glasses? Or the easily bought "magnifying" sort?
Would it be worthwhile purchasing a stronger pair, to tide you over, till you you're able to see your doctor?

I'm not remotely surprised you feel tired! You've been through heaps!

Astigmatism is a condition of the human eye which causes either blurred vision or a sense that each eye is seeing objects slightly differently. Sometimes astigmatism can be detected by an individual if he covers one eye to look at an object, and then changes to cover the other eye. By switching back and forth between covering each eye while looking at the single object or in one direction, it will become apparent with astigmatism that the object seems to move, as though each eye is seeing it in a slightly different location.

(((((Boida)))) thinking of you goil. xxxx