Darswords

I’m tired. I had an appointment at 11:30 in La Pine. That’s an hour and a half away. So I set my alarm for 8:30. Kali had a different thought. She was waking me every few minutes from 6 o’clock on. I went to bed early, 12:30, just to make sure I’d get my 8 hours. Yeah. That happened.

I chose to do the trip alone. It had been a long time since I got the chance to sing with Barbra Streisand. Alone. Babs and I had a great time. Hardly noticed the pain of roads that needed work and the jarring of my back. What I noticed is that she can hold a note far longer than she used to. Okay, I realize it is quite the reverse. I can use more work on my breath. I need to sing more. Period.

When I got to the clinic, I called as requested to let them know I was in
the parking lot. I felt pretty good as I was there a good 15 minutes early.
They said they were horribly embarrassed as they didn’t know when they set up the
appointment that this Monday, and it NEVER happens, but the doctor is actually
in Bend. Well, Barbra didn’t mind my caterwauling, we could go another half
hour. That worked for them, and they were overly apologetic and planned to
rearrange appointments and lunches to fit me in if I’d do the drive. Google
driving instructions got me to the office.

I watched the procedure. I find medical things like stitches, shots, and the
like fascinating. One of my spots on my arm, I could watch the whole thing. It
was cancer blah, blah, blah in situ. That calls for a cryo– oh, here is the
definition:

Cryotherapy. Cryotherapy, or cryosurgery, is a freezing technique used to
remove sunspots and some superficial BCCs. The doctor, usually a dermatologist,
sprays liquid nitrogen onto the sunspot or skin cancer and
a small area of skin around it. This causes a burning or
stinging sensation, which lasts a few minutes.

But honestly, this is how I saw it: The doctor deadened the spot with a
couple pokes. Then he took a woodburning tool and burned the bad skin off. A
swipe and cleaning then once more burning the cancer skin. Then clean and a
tiny Band-Aid. I had another in the middle of my back, but, of course, I
couldn’t watch it. It was all done far before I finished the paperwork. The
deadening needle vaguely hurt, and it did its job fast.

Now, at home, having had a nap, I’m feeling great. What a fun day for me,
lf, and I, with Ms. Streisand. When I go to these two towns with my
husband, brother, or son, I usually chose the music we can agree on. Babs
doesn’t get the respect she needs from the males in my house!

A thought struck me as I skipped this song, what happened to Yentl when she went to America. Wouldn’t you love to see part 2?

Oh how I hate how block wants to come in and mess up everything I worked on. If you see the mismatched paragraphs and words cut off, blame block! UGH! Trying to post this the third time and whatever it is stays!