Tonight, I was given a postcard.
And I remembered.
I remembered you asked for my address while we were in the waiting room. I started to give it to you, then my name was called and I had to go.
I remembered that you kissed me on the top of my head when time came for you to leave my pre-surgery room.
That was a very sweet surprise.
I had sweet dreams when I went under that morning.
Thank you.
Thank you for taking such excellent care of me during a difficult time for me.
And thank you for the postcard.
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That card - and the care of me - were granted by the bfe, that magical physicist.
Good times...
flashback from fb:
Dec 2, 2012
Friday was with my bfe, Jeff, for Thai dinner at Chiriya's and then Oscar Wilde's "Salome" at Muse Arts ... That is one intense play. Seriously. Saturday, it was Sweet Potatoes and lots of lovely veggies, then "Lincoln" with my bfe and an invisible film meetup group, then I was off to "A Christmas Carol" at S.P.A.C.E. What a fabulous couple of days! AND, the temperature was in the 70's. Ah, yes, life is GOOD.
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