11-22-21 Goodbye Dr. Sanregret
Do you ever just feel caught between gratitude and disappointment? Today was my final appointment with my GP. She is moving on, closing her practice and I am left without a Dr.
The funny thing is that I am more grateful for having had her in my life, for the acceptance and support she has given than I am worried about no longer having a doctor. I am terribly disappointed overall but understand that she is young and needs to make healthy choices for herself. I was grateful to have had a last appointment with her, to go over all the results, get prescriptions and to give her the gift I ordered the day after I got her letter saying she was leaving. When earlier in the year, she was removing an angry mole, stitching me up, we had a great conversation about the concert we were both at. It turns out that she is the biggest fan of Chantal Kreviazuk. I found a bag with lyrics and gave her a card that expressed what she has done for me, that she had made me a better person for seeing and accepting me just the way I am. She was moved and gave me a big hug. I will miss her.
I next met with Tanner and we FaceTimed Kimberly who was home with sick kids to work on the show poster which is very exciting. They both have a good feel of the vision of the show. Both of them are lovely young ladies who are so talented and I am thrilled to watch the talent in action.
I also booked with Kimberly for my next tattoo in January. I am excited as it will be my Kelly memorial and make Deb and I sistas.
I got home in time to meet Diane R here to have me cook dinner and enjoy a great evening. She bought a great truck, a 2022 Tacoma! I wholeheartedly approve! Before I could get far on dinner she gave me an awesome gift. There was a time when we were kayaking and chatting and I was telling her about the Christmas party when there was a battle over scotch rocks and I was disappointed to have them stolen. I had always thought I would get some as a gift after that, but no. She is such a good listener that sure enough she brought me rocks. Not just any rocks, beautiful little ones that won’t bang my teeth, with a bag, a box and tongs. So thoughtful. She hears my love language, time spent together and proof that she is listening. I think that is why we are friends, a lot of time can pass but we know nothing is wrong… and then we connect and play games and catch up.. as if no time had passed at all. Much to be grateful for!! Although she did kick my butt at Patchwork….
triumphgal 