Yes, I'm Listening

I remember making fun of my mothers' aunt - she was always going to see or calling the doctor. My mother would tell me - you think you won't get old? Have patience with her. So I would listen to her recounts of pills, check-up, conditions, real or imagined - moving the phone from ear to ear - making an occasional comment. She died about 20 years ago - and here I am - leaving work early to go check my chance of being anemic.

They just took some blood - I'll find out in a few days. Funny, but I remember when you only had to go to one doctor for what ever ailed you. Not anymore - doctor for this - doctor for that -so....I've decided to be healthy - mind over matter - let's see what happens.

I celebrated my sisters' birthday last night with my 2 cousins - we went to an Italian place called Forno something on Ditmars and 44th. We had a glass of wine , a salad , individual pizzas and shared it all . This is the last birthday for the year - we start again in May. The place was packed - only 3 waitresses - those ladies worked very hard. We finished the night off with a slice of grandmas cake - we each got a taste - it was pretty good. I really liked the ham and pineapple pizza - I never had it before.