Not Shrinking
Some time ago I got a notice from my allergy doctor in Erie that it was time for my annual checkup. I need to check in with him once a year in order for him to continue to supply my allergy serum and I get my shots here in Corry. I don't like to drive to Erie alone. I asked around tentatively about getting a friend to go with me, but we hadn't nailed anything down. Then today while my son was here, and he wanted to go to Erie, I suggested that I should try to see if I could get in to my doctor today and then we could go to the beach.
I know it was short notice, and I wasn't the least bit sick, but I called and told them my need. I assured them that I'm doing well and this check up wouldn't take but five to ten minutes, just a routine, do this because I have to, visit. They set me up with a 3 o'clock appointment, I arrived at 2:30, (It's awfully hard to guage the time just right when you're at least an hour away and you want to make sure there's no problem if you encounter road construction or some other hindrance.) They took me in immediately, asked me a few questions, looked in my ears, eyes, nose, mouth, listened to my heart, did my blood pressure, etc. and we were on our way to the beach before the time of my appointment. And I was OK. No problems.
Best of all, perhaps, is that I found out that I am not shrinking. I have not been measured for a good many years. Quite a few of the women I know have told me that they have been losing inches inches off their height. I am only five feet tall and I feel I can't afford to lose any of it, since I'm already among the shortest people I know. Today they measured me and to my delight, I've not shrunk any. What happy news!
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