
"Rise and shine sweetheart!" Charlie said laughing.
I told him I would meet him at Kamath Medical at 9 AM.
"If things go as usual," I told Charlie. "This won't take but fifteen minutes."
I hurried to quickly shower and put on some fresh smelling clothes.
Thankfully, it was another smooth and fast visit. It was one of my more painful injections, but I grinned and bared it.
"It is good to see you," I told my nurse, Rebecca, when she called me back to an examining room.
Dee Dee already had my next appointment card ready when I stepped back into the reception area.
"You all spoil me," I said with a smile.
I walked out and gave Charlie my next appointment card so he could give it to my father -- my father's insurance that I actually got the injection.
"Let's go get you some breakfast," Charlie told me.
I hated to tell Charlie this, but I am about tired of McDonald's sausage biscuits. Charlie has brought three of them to me every day of the past week. (I should evoke my Auschwitz mantra)
"Don't worry about it," I told Charlie. "I just want to go home and get in the bed."
"You sure?" Charlie asked me.
"Yeah, I am fine," I told Charlie. "Be safe driving to work."
Well, when that shot hit me around 10 AM, I was out like a light. It is now 6:30 PM and I am just getting up. Of course, my Magster loved it. She loves when we all pile up in the bed and sleep our days away.
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