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LOL! No CG. My hair was wet from taking a morning shower.Splitting hairs is it Cait. Oh, no not raining just a few showers.
I know how that is, CG. Here you go.Morning Cait. I am very tiered today not feeling like doing anything. Back is giving me a real pain.
I know how hard it can be to be your own advocate but in these days and times, you have to be. I'm always telling my daughter not to give up. Keep advocating for yourself and make them listen when they don't seem to want to. My daughter-in-law suffers from a multitude of health problems. She's been arguing with doctors for years. FINALLY, they're starting to listen to her.Thanks Cait. I have been fighting with doctors, referrals, and insurance sense November last.
Good to hear.Cait my mom was an RN so I have always kept a close eye on medical matters.
They're so sure they're right. I mean, how can you be right? You're not a medical professional. On that score, they're right but I know my body like you can't. Here's what's going on, now suggest a way to fix it. I swear, I get soi frustrated sometimes.It is just so frustrating at times. It seems they all have their talking points they repeat yet seem not to listen.
Or their companies have their heads stuck in making profits. I learned to make my voice heard when I need to.The days of people actually listening to each other I fear is lost Cait. Everyone is so busy calculating their response.
Truth.You have to remember their problem is not your necessity.
Aye, CG. That would be welcome.A touch of the Irish Cait?
And to yours, CG. Cheers.A touch of the Irish is just the thing for a damp overcast day where the chill travels to the bone. I pour Cait a generous 3 fingers or perhaps a bit more.
To your health Cait.
It was a beautiful day today. I had the windows and the doors open. However, tomorrow they are predicting rain and even cooler temps. I'm not sure how much more rain the ground around here can handle.So how are things in your neck of the woods Miss?
(well well well, look what the cat---er---monk drug in... long time no see VT)The monk leads her through the well worn path. The pair pause at the threshold and she turns to touch the familiar door frame. Worn smooth by the passage of patrons and time. Her fingers remembering what her eyes can barely see.
Her two cats yowl their impatience and she steps carefully over the threshold towards their meows. Stopping before the looming object that must be a chair her cats have laid claim to. He brings her hand to the chair, pausing just long enough to make sure that she is comfortably seated before excusing himself from such a secular place.