Single people have to anticipate problems.
If you are totally on your own, you can’t send someone to run important errands for you or expect comfort food brought to you on a tray. You’ve got to look out for yourself. I’ve learned to keep the pantry stocked with chicken soup, Gatorade, and ginger ale.
You learn to be prepared.
That in mind, I got on the phone with Ashley at the dermatologist’s office. I asked her to have the antibiotic prescription phoned in to my pharmacy. I also asked her to list the supplies I will need after the surgery on Friday. She cheerfully obliged. Why wait until afterwards to go to the pharmacy and grocery? What a pain when you’re not feeling well. Plus think of all the little children who won’t be traumatized by my post-surgery face.
I joined Good Sam Club today.
I used a “special offer” that came in the mail — $23 for two years. I’m not interested in most of the benefits of membership. I joined in order to obtain their roadside assistance. Readers of this blog convinced me it is an excellent service. They change flat tires, bring gas, give you a tow, open the door when you lock your key inside, give you a jump start, and lots of other good stuff. It’s reasonable at $79.95 for one year. I may have offended the nice lady on the phone with my typical bluntness. I told her I heard that Good Sam sends a lot of stuff in the mail and would she please make sure I don’t get all that. She quickly pointed out “They ALL send a lot of stuff.” Yep, she was miffed. But she agreed, no solicitations, and resumed her friendly, professional tone.
Today was the kind of day that got away from me.
I don’t know where the time went. I hate it when that happens! I think it’s this unrelenting heat and knowing I have to face MOHS on Friday. I appreciate the commenters who commiserated with me. Thank you!
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Good luck on Friday….I’ll be thinking of you and hoping all is going well. Glad to find another soul who thinks ginger ale is a comfort when you are not 100%.
Hi, Sheila,
You, too? The only time I want ginger ale is when I’m coming out of an illness. Then it tastes wonderful. Thanks for thinking of me. Won’t it be embarrassing if it turns out to be a little boo-boo . . . all this attention. I don’t mind being embarrassed.
Time flies when you’re having fun! You’re getting closer to launch day when you’ll take off on your new adventure. Sounds like you’re on top of things for the surgery. I’ve always found that when you prepare for the worst, it never happens. You’re gonna breeze through Friday with no problems.
I understand about the no solicitations stuff even if the lady was a bit miffed. Three fourths of the stuff in our mailbox is junk. I can throw that away as long as folks respect our “do not call” registry.
Hello, Reine,
With the prevalence of internet connections, I think it’s time for companies to save some trees and cut back on the flyers and mailings. Most of it doesn’t come into the house, it doesn’t get read, and it’s recycled. As for the post office, well, times change . . . .
Sue,
You are so right about all the junk mail. I always walk back through my garage after I check the mailbox, and all of that junk goes in the garage trash can and never even enters the house. I’m sure the mailers would be horrified. If I could, I would put the trash can next to the mailbox!
You’re wise to get prepared before having your procedure. As a single myself, I understand that need to assure yourself everything is taken care of. I’m not comfortable depending on others.
I know things will go well for you tomorrow. I’ll add you to tomorrow morning’s prayer list. God bless!
Thank you, Denise! Much appreciated.
It’s always better to be embarrassed by a Dr. asking why you are there than to have them say “why didn’t you come in sooner?” Take a book with you, waiting for the pathology checks while you are having the MOHS can take a while.
Thanks for the reminder, Sheila! I was told to bring a book and then I forgot all about it.