What a nice surprise it was to have a visit from an old friend. Joe's daughter is seventeen now, and their family bought goat milk from me for years, since she was a baby. Joe is doing some work for the couple I bought Lucy and Ruth from, my first two goats and the start of Farview Farm. Knowing Joe was coming here, they sent greetings. The porch is becoming my meet-and-greet place.
A surprise of the other kind was a call from the oncologist's office, the one that was so adamant that I get the blood work done immediately. Yeah, well. I had told the phlebotomist to draw enough for both of the doctors with whom I have appointments, and she did. However, the lab failed to perform the one test for...you guessed it...the oncologist. Michael and I will be going back to town today. I'm not happy.
Stay safe. Be well.
1 comment:
Well THAT'S a fine how-do-you-do! Darn the lab!
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