Guten Morgen!

Oh, wait! It is almost five in the afternoon!  I would have stayed asleep if it weren’t for my fabulous guard dog, Maggie.  She relayed to me that my mother was sitting out in her car at the curb – one of those giddy only for family kinds of barks so I knew it was safe to come to the door.  Mom didn't even have a chance to blow her horn as I was out to the curb in mere seconds. “I’ve got Maggie’s heartworm medications,” the secretary told me. “Her healthcare calendar says she is due.” “What’s on my healthcare calendar?” I warily asked my secretary rather amused. I was standing at that proverbial cliff before the fall. “You have a routine eye doctor appointment this Friday,” mom said very businesslike. “I’m going with you as you will just not show up and will miss the appointment.” LOL!!!! She knows me well.  I hate appointments and have trouble keeping them. My mother is the appointment queen.

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - December 2, 2013 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs