Grumpy post deleted.
More cheerful post replacing the grumpier post…
Let’s just say this day (which included getting a needle in the arm, a somewhat dubious traffic ticket for my husband while he drove me the 2.5 hrs to the UW medical center where my endocrine specialist was, driving in dark, cold, freezing rain) could have gone better.
But, on the other hand, things could have been worse. I will just have to remember that.
And I will say, things will get better.
Jeannine Hall Gailey served as the second Poet Laureate of Redmond, Washington and the author of Becoming the Villainess, She Returns to the Floating World, Unexplained Fevers, The Robot Scientist’s Daughter, and winner of the Moon City Press Book Prize and SFPA’s Elgin Award, Field Guide to the End of the World. Her latest, Flare, Corona from BOA Editions, was a finalist for the Washington State Book Award. She’s also the author of PR for Poets, a Guidebook to Publicity and Marketing. Her work has been featured on NPR’s The Writer’s Almanac, Verse Daily and The Year’s Best Fantasy and Horror. Her poems have appeared in The American Poetry Review, Poetry, and JAMA.
Karen J. Weyant
I’m glad that you found a nice doctor. And I know it’s hard — but try not to let the “C” word scare you too much. If there is such a thing as a “good” cancer, thryoid is the type of cancer to get. Oh, on another note, if you hope to get out of that ticket, I would not call that police department “pansy” asses — at least not in court! 🙂