"Do you realize it has been 11 years since you began getting your injection here?" my nurse, Rebecca asked me. "I found it hard to believe I've been working for Dr. Kamath for 15 years as well."
"Has it been that long?" I asked incredulously and astonished. "Risperdal Consta even outlasted my marriage."
Rebecca and I both got a big chuckle out of that -- my snide remark.
"Your ex-wife was just a tad bit eccentric and avant-garde," Rebecca told me. "You were way too down to earth for her."
My nurse Rebecca and ex-wife Rachel both went to high school together.
Pat had my next appointment card promptly ready and I was off to fulfill one more obligation. That was to deliver my next appointment card to my father.
I told my father that when I got back up to the pharmacy and she was right. Dad looked it up on the pharmacy's computers -- his eyes growing big as saucers. It's a wonder my butt cheeks don't look like the craters on the moon.
"That's what you call dedication and commitment," I told my father. "Now can I have a computer part?"
Me saying that tickled my father's funny bone.
I certainly don't want to go back to the way things were 11 years ago.
1 comment:
I just found this. You and your ex seemed to have the same problems as my daughter and sil (recently promoted to son). He is a sensitive artistic type and she WAS, until she became a nurse. THAT made her snotty and very corporate. I like when you refer to your past. A lot of it I remember. That is so important for me right now. Good memories!
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