April 26, 2013
Beau likes to sleep with the new house guest. He is a bed
hog and snores, zips and moves around a lot to take up what little space there
is left. It is a restless night with him as a bed partner but difficult to shut
the door and ignore the constant Boxer whining on the other side. He didn’t
care that unresolved desires kept me tossing and turning throughout the short
evening or that I had to get up in the dark to stumble out of bed, shower to
wake up, make coffee and head out thru the garage so as not to wake anyone.
Sure I forgot something essential to get me through the next few days away from
the Tundra.
The parking modules in front of the Government Center do not
accept payment until 7:30am so I organized the vehicle, rolled through my story
(in my head) and swiped my card as soon as the machine allowed. Sharpened my
elbows while entering the spacious waiting room, signs posted with lists of
items to have on-hand when approaching the clerk. She was a cheerful
full-figured blonde, efficient and effective in adding my name to the system and
sweeping her arm in a Vanna White gesture to the next room. I brought plenty of
publications to read and toss one the pile of magazines for others to enjoy
after tearing out the businesses to market on another day.
The slim and petite olive-complected woman with lime green
slacks and a matching scarf swooped across her left shoulder came to attend to
me. She had me follow her tiny figure to her desk that guarded a peanut butter sandwich
with a few bites taken out of it on the fly. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her
snack since I had not eaten yet. Gulped a cup of coffee on the road and was
fending off starvation in the moment. She didn’t notice yet might have given me
more EBT points if she had!
I clutched all of my necessary documents, including but not
limited to: tax returns, car insurance confirmation and registration, letter
from my friends claiming I am not paying rent, my SS card, checking and savings
statements, investment portfolio information, dental insurance 800 number since
they didn’t send me a membership card, my passport and driver’s license, Brasil
airline ticket information and my permanent address junk mail.
After investigating all of my papers and asking me a
gazillion questions, it was declared I could have MA immediately. Probably didn’t
hurt that I have a huge blister on my left ankle and am hobbling even more than
the day before! That was NOT intentional, I swear! At least I didn’t feel the need
to press out tears of anguish or suck my cheeks in for a more pathetic profile!
No confirmation of my surgery date so I don’t want to cry
wolf again…will keep you in the loop!
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