Just a quickie tonight because guess what? I’m tired!
Today is “Thursdays on the First” here in Rochester. (That’s not the right name, but John and I are blanking). First refers to the street, and every Thursday during the summer, people gather on the street near the Mayo Clinic to eat from vendors and listen to music and just hang out. It’s so nice and the weather is perfect. John and I ate at an outdoor restaurant, then wandered around eating gelato and taking pictures. The only picture I liked (that I took) was of this adorable shelter dog (“Jeffery”) looking for an adoptive family. It’s good I don’t live closer or he might have to come home with me.
Things are going well! I still have another result to get, but I’m feeling very optimistic that I am just fine. It’s hard for me to express how grateful I am for this opportunity, because the answers I’m getting are indeed new and different from any I’ve received before. And so far, I like them better!
Being in a huge medical setting makes me remember with some longing how much I loved being a medical social worker. I’ve been so lucky to have had two careers I adore. I hope I’ll have time some day to volunteer in a hospital.
And finally, for those of you who think I’m so brave, I flunked the oven test! Apparently begging to be released before I reached an internal temperature of 100.4 degrees made the test useless, so that torture was for naught. If I had it to do over again. . . well, I don’t ever want to have to do it over again!