Like most people of a certain age, I have blood work every appointment. I usually call and get the order ahead of time. Otherwise, what good is seeing the doctor? After taking your vitals and inquiring about your current state, what else? But last week we were just getting back from our trip and I never did make the call.
So my plan this morning was to be there when the office opened, fasting. If the appointment was this morning, I'd just hang around with my knitting. Otherwise, I'd try to get the orders and go to the lab.
My appointment is at 1pm. It was soon obvious that my request for the lab paperwork was out of normal procedure and not so simple.
So plan B?C? I decided to get coffee and a little breakfast before heading to the grocery store.
I've been meaning to stop at a place with an interesting concept: laundromat with a cafe. And it has wifi. I didn't think much of it when the customer in front of me requested a hug from the counter help. Friendly place, a notch above service-with-a-smile?
Turns out that today is her last day. The new owners are putting in a wash-and-fold. She's headed to plan D or E, I imagine.
So here I am, enjoying this late summer morning at an outdoor cafe across from the cemetery with coffee, my knitting and a half moon to take back to my son.
This is what I'm doing instead.
Edited later: My son informs me that the cookie is called a black-and-white.
Another update: As I handed my son a couple of strawberries, I informed him that I was going to the doctor's. Imagine his responses with a strawberry popped in his mouth. "Didn't you go this morning?" No, you can read about it in my blog. "I don't read your blog"
He-he, I'm safe.
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