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My first stop was the pharmacy to get my injection. My father looked wild eyed as I entered.

"Son, I forgot all about your injection!" my father said fervently.

"Rebecca's on vacation so I am administering your injection the morning," an unfamiliar and never before seen nurse said.

She was mighty cute, but totally unfamiliar and I gulped hard at her revelation.

Oh Dearest God! Have Mercy On My Soul!

Did I tell you I had no tolerance for ineptitude or shenanigans this morning?

I slumped deeply into my leather backed chair about the inevitable forthcoming disaster. Then Leigh Anne, the nurse practitioner, entered the examining room. I immediately perked up and my dour mood and demeanor brightened. It was so good to see her beaming and smiling face as she is about one of the most pleasant and kindest nurses I've ever encountered. Rebecca notwithstanding mind you. Leigh Anne also has boundless energy and a knack for making mountains into molehills.

So relief must be on the way? I hope so. I was so out of it this morning that I could barely speak and enunciate any words. I also had one of my more acute cotton mouths I've ever experienced as well.

"Sweetie," Pat said as I walked out of the examining room. "I've got your next appointment all set up and ready."

I told the girls that I would see them again in two weeks.

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Can I have some cheese with that whine?

My father just called me and said my injection was tomorrow and then I have to get my bloodwork done for my psychiatrist afterwards. It was not what I was expecting tonight after a long nap this afternoon, I feel suddenly and abruptly jarred awake -- any semblance of rest whisked away.

"I've already talked to Pat at Kamath Medical and she is going to take good care of you," my father told me. "She said she would get you in and out with no pain and no fuss."

"That's what I like to hear," I told my father sleepily and somewhat relieved. "And I hope Rebecca (my nurse) is there tomorrow as well."

It is the extensive and oppressive waiting that gets to me the most. As I wait, I will increasingly feel the anxiety welling up inside of me. There is a fight or flight moment where I may just get in the car and drive home. That last part of the previous sentence is what scares my father the most.

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I got up at seven and it felt like sheer torture -- my eyelids feeling like lead. I knocked the alarm clock off the back of the bed trying to turn it off. I just don't get going until around lunch these days often sleeping 12 hours a night. Dad called at 8am to make sure I was up and going.

"Get in the shower and scrub yourself good and clean," he said.

"No time for breakfast," I told my darling dog who was already lingering in the kitchen.

I was on the road at 8:45am to get my injection. My usual nurse, Rebecca, had the day off and this made me very nervous. I was sitting in the lobby when the nurse practitioner abruptly opened the door and called my name. She even wanted a big hug which put me at ease. Her name is Mary and she is a true sweetheart after I warmed up to her.

I bled a little bit today which worried Mary something fierce.

"Did it hurt?" she asked me. "Do you usually bleed?"

"I didn't even feel it," I replied to her honestly. "I didn't know you were finished."

She wiped off the blood and put on a band-aid and then sent me on my way after a parting hug. Dee Dee and Pat already had my next appointment set up when I reached the office area. Blessings be to those two very prudent ladies.

"Go get you and Maggie some breakfast," my father shockingly told me as he handed me a $20 dollar bill.

I got two McDonald's bacon, egg, and cheese biscuits for me and then I got one of the same for the Magster. Needless to say, I had one very happy dog when I arrived home.