Yesterday morning I was subjected to my yearly physical exam, sans breakfast, at 7:45 am. I walked in and the receptionist asked if I had an appointment. There was no one in the waiting area. Two office people, one PA, one nurse, and no doctors were there when I arrived. I was amused.
“Do people come without appointments this early in the morning?” I asked. My next thought, “Can I come without an appointment?” Various possibilities were opening up for me!
She was a young, new receptionist and just smiled at me. Thankfully, all was boring and seemingly normal. I did not grow an inch height-wise as I had hoped. My brother thought I might have after the Christmas height-measuring ritual he now performs as the eldest male of the family. (Every religion has their traditions!) In our family ritual, we measure how tall grandkids get each year as we measure how much shorter the adults are getting. We all thought I had possibly grown taller with my new hip! Apparently, he measured incorrectly. I did grow an inch width-wise, which was not a celebratory moment.
I concluded I truly need to become a houseplant.
Stand proud Rene!!
I endeavor to!