One little day, but so many unpredicted emotions

The big thing for today was going downtown to see my eye specialist. He's always delightful and did not disappoint. How so? Well, if memory serves, he's about the same age as I am, but he calls me "Young lady"! Hee, I certainly like that. But, then again, I don't look or dress like an OLD lady, either.

While I was still on the drive over in a minivan, my phone rang. But I couldn't get to it in time. It was from the female co-leader of the vision support group. It was too bright to read the message on the road, so I waited until I got inside. Our meeting for Thursday is cancelled because of the death of xxxx's daughter. I couldn't tell whose daughter - out of respect - because the text software couldn't catch it. However, after I was through with the doctor, I sat in the elevator corridor and engaged my voicemail. Oh, my. It was our former leader's daughter who had died, I'm guessing from cancer. What a horrible thing to happen to any adult, to outlive just about everyone around her. Now all she has left is a son. I tried to call the new leader but my call just went to her voicemail. She's probably feeling overwhelmed having to make so many phone calls, so I guess I'll send her an e-mail.

With the meeting cancelled (and my chance to visit a real pharmacy in the vicinity), I took the opportunity to cross the street to do some shopping for necessities. And then returned to sit outside waiting for my ride home. So, I've already experienced shock, pain and sadness. What now? Well, there was joy, seeing a young m/f couple walk by, the woman carrying a bag while the man had a tiny baby in a green home-made sling. He was singing to the baby and doing a wee bit of a bouncy dance. Seeing that did my heart so much good. As I continued sitting outside, I naturally took full advantage of another glorious day buuuuut felt the occasional shiver when the wind carried traces of the forecast cold temperatures. ::sighs::

I was relieved to see I was being picked up by the same driver as in the morning. As we drove along the Gardiner, I was entranced by the sun's gleam on the sprightly dancing waves. When I got in, I was exhausted emotionally and physically (my poor left knee got too much of a bad workout during the drives). I think I'm finally going to have to make that stupid appointment with that equally stupid GP, possibly for next week. And there's bureaucracy hanging over my head. Today I'm just sick of it all. At least I managed to lift my spirits by petting and talking to the cats. Not that we can understand each other, but it's something.

I've had a nap of bone-weary desperation, so I think I'll stay up for a while, have a bite of chocolate (one of my necessary purchases) and drink more flavoured blueberry water. It's been quite a day. ::sighs some more::

One little day, but so many unpredicted emotions

The big thing for today was going downtown to see my eye specialist. He's always delightful and did not disappoint. How so? Well, if memory serves, he's about the same age as I am, but he calls me "Young lady"! Hee, I certainly like that. But, then again, I don't look or dress like an OLD lady, either.

While I was still on the drive over in a minivan, my phone rang. But I couldn't get to it in time. It was from the female co-leader of the vision support group. It was too bright to read the message on the road, so I waited until I got inside. Our meeting for Thursday is cancelled because of the death of xxxx's daughter. I couldn't tell whose daughter - out of respect - because the text software couldn't catch it. However, after I was through with the doctor, I sat in the elevator corridor and engaged my voicemail. Oh, my. It was our former leader's daughter who had died, I'm guessing from cancer. What a horrible thing to happen to any adult, to outlive just about everyone around her. Now all she has left is a son. I tried to call the new leader but my call just went to her voicemail. She's probably feeling overwhelmed having to make so many phone calls, so I guess I'll send her an e-mail.

With the meeting cancelled (and my chance to visit a real pharmacy in the vicinity), I took the opportunity to cross the street to do some shopping for necessities. And then returned to sit outside waiting for my ride home. So, I've already experienced shock, pain and sadness. What now? Well, there was joy, seeing a young m/f couple walk by, the woman carrying a bag while the man had a tiny baby in a green home-made sling. He was singing to the baby and doing a wee bit of a bouncy dance. Seeing that did my heart so much good. As I continued sitting outside, I naturally took full advantage of another glorious day buuuuut felt the occasional shiver when the wind carried traces of the forecast cold temperatures. ::sighs::

I was relieved to see I was being picked up by the same driver as in the morning. As we drove along the Gardiner, I was entranced by the sun's gleam on the sprightly dancing waves. When I got in, I was exhausted emotionally and physically (my poor left knee got too much of a bad workout during the drives). I think I'm finally going to have to make that stupid appointment with that equally stupid GP, possibly for next week. And there's bureaucracy hanging over my head. Today I'm just sick of it all. At least I managed to lift my spirits by petting and talking to the cats. Not that we can understand each other, but it's something.

I've had a nap of bone-weary desperation, so I think I'll stay up for a while, have a bite of chocolate (one of my necessary purchases) and drink more flavoured blueberry water. It's been quite a day. ::sighs some more::