Home from my long yet enjoyable day out and about. Pleasant drivers to and from my Internist's practice and laboratory. My Dermatologist is in same building immediately across the corridor from one another. It was so convenient to take care of two visits on one trip - it took a chunk of the day, but it was fun. Saved a few dollars too.
The Vamps at the lab were bloody thirsty. (Get it?) There was seven test tubes full of this mixed and delicacy deep purple red fluid that passes through my heart with every beat that Great Spirit provides me the breathe of life. This is not my will, I simply keep a steady pace when am having a strong day. For the most part today has been chock full of familiar faces and names, several strangers, including one named Alice. Lord, yes and I would have thought them Kinfolk too. Their mannerism's, body language, even right down to the voice and Yankee inflection. My eyes did like Bugs Bunny - bonging outwards from the sockets from whence they come - it was that unbelievable. And these two lady's, the other was Harriette, are from Queens, New York. Pretty tough to get too much more Yankee than that right there. Hold it! I digress...
...yes, the Vamps took too much blood. Not really, but when I saw seven test tubes full, in my skull, we think hotdamnit! No, I wasn't a pussy cat. I sat there proudly with my new veins and watched as gold was struck on the third stick. I passed water into a cup and was done in the lab.
Broke fast and walked about the hospital gift shop for a few minutes. After which I went to She-Who-Snips-And-Cuts. I took along thirty dollars in two dollar bills and a ten dollar roll of half dollars so that I could have the opportunity to see my Dermatologist. My doctor's husband came out to the waiting room to meet me and have a good talk. The Sir., was genuinely moved by me keeping my word, pertaining to having to break into my two dollar bills to pay a bit on my debt to She-Who-Snips, that the Right Good Man made an Gentleman's Agreement with me. As we had our talk there was an exchange of energy that was from a Spiritual Realm and what it was that moved me was the free flowing of this energy. Once talk was done, we shook hands. A Good Trade. Good talk. She-Who-Snips-And-Cuts, sniped and cut, removing four lumps, injected into one and has deferred a lump developing in my left ear to He-Who-Touched-My-Brain. Two samples taken from my body are being shipped off to another laboratory. I dislike the concept that a part of me is in transit when I've already had my rides on the Lil' Blue Bus. Home now. Peace!
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