One more reason to smile, not at you, but with you! 🙂
I went to see my doctor yesterday. We are new to one another and we needed a pow-wow. The last time I was there, I handed him a box with about 10 pounds of paper medical records in it. I think, page for page, it’s up there with “War and Peace,” but probably not nearly as entertaining.
We got a lot of stuff worked out. I got the prescriptions I need, we talked.
I had a headache. I had it while I was there and it got worse when I got home. By the middle of the afternoon, my stomach was doing flip-flops and my head was pounding. I felt … sick. How could that be? I just came home from the doctor.
This morning, Garry work up, elbowed me in the ribs, told me he felt awful. Then he rolled over and went back to sleep. That was his secret…
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Covert Novelist 
Thank you so much for the reblog!!
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Your welcome. I thoroughly enjoyed! It’s a must when that happens. Others simply must have the opportunity to enjoy as well.
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