Whispers

Sssshh......

This is just between you and me. It's our secret (even if miserable interlopers are listening).

Yesterday (Tuesday) was a positive day for me, finally got some good news - - medically speaking. I'm not going to reveal the details yet, because some obstacles have arisen.

Obstacles along the Path of Probable Optimism.

My excursion to Cookeville yesterday yielded bright and positive results, which should begin next week.

But.....

When I returned to Signature Health Care and began eating dinner....

The resident Social Worker appeared in my room - - whom I call the Dragon Lady (the nicest term I can come up with). She is notorious for always bringing bad news and is perpetually pessimistic.

She told me all the negative things that could happen that will thwart my positive plans for the very near future.

I didn't eat a bite of my dinner, and by the time she got through....I was almost in tears.

Well, here's a FLASH.

I'm tired of negative bastards  gleefully trying to ruin my day. Let them all go somewhere else. This Dour Bitch isn't going to spoil my plans. I'll fight her every inch of the way.

I'll elaborate on this medical news in a future post.

Many thanks for your comments on my previous post "Echoes of Distant Summers". This old rehash got an incredible amount of views (deservedly).

One of my favorite posts....and there will be more.

Jon 🤎 practically  infallible

Oh, BTW, the image above isn't me.