Stomping Grounds, Dr. Building, Plastic, Bubble Wrap and Yarn, Cemetery, and Friends

 Monday, I headed off to my
old stomping grounds. 
I had a Dr. appt with my
general practitioner for 
my six- month check in.

As you can tell, it 
was cloudy but, at least
no rain or storms.

Mail was sent out to 
alert me but I did not 
get it, seems to a given
theme around here. But 
anyway, the mail was to 
alert me that she was no
longer taking Medicare.
CRAP!

My last visit to this dr. building.
I hate this so much, Dr. Witherspoon
was the only doc I was keeping since my
move. She is the all time
BEST.
I have been with her since 2011.
Now to locate a doc around
here for my general doc. It 
will be easier on me to have
one around here, but will
they stand up to Witherspoon?
Open mind Pam,
have an open mind.

Have any of you been 
fake/silk flower shopping?
I was on the look out
for some type of vine,
in silk. But here is what I 
found, 
PLASTIC.
What the heck, why are
vines and fake flowers
being made and sold more
in plastic then normal?



PLASTIC, I hate plastic flowers
and vines. 
Flip side, I might be able
to keep ferns on the front
porch if I go with 
plastic and not real.
I hate plastic!

Check out baby girl. 
She likes yarn. 
I have also found that she
likes plastic bags and bubble
wrap, as you can see. 
She loves to sit on 
the bags and bubble wrap.
Silly girl. I once
read that if you were to tape
off a square on the floor, your
cat would sit in it.
Lily never fell for it
but I bet Misty would sit 
right smack dap in the middle.

On my trip to town on Monday
I went by the cemetery.
I had taken the Christmas
arrangements down in Jan., came 
home and made some spring
arrangements. I took those
arrangements out and placed them
on mom and dad's site and 
my nephews site.
My dad would be 97, and
he has been gone 38 years now. 
I was pregnant with Cory when
Dad passed away.

My nephew would be 40
years old now. Wow, he was 

Sean was not yet 9 when 
we lost him cancer. 
Years just fly by so fast.

I am sure you have never
wondered what being my 
friend is really like.
Here is a sample~
This was taken about a yr
ago, and Krystal posted
it on FB again today.
Here is what she said,

"I hope y'all have friendships like this!
Pam, I love you and adore the friendship we have!"

Hoping you share in
some amazing friendships.
Friends are the family that
you pick and sometimes that
even rank higher than real
family!
Hug a friend today.
Hug family today.

Pam





Comments

Miss Merry said…
What a wonderful friend photo!
Sandee said…
Sorry about the medicare thing. I hate it when that happens. You find a doctor you love and then you can't go anymore.

We have silk flowers all over our home. The kitties can chew on them all they want (and they do) and I don't have to worry about them getting sick.

Have a fabulous day and week, Pam. Scritches to the kitties. ♥
That really stinks about your former primary care doc. Good luck on finding a new one.
Mari said…
Laughing friendships are the very best!
I'm not a fan of plastic flowers either and you're right, it seems that's all they do.
Finding a good Doc is hard and once you've had one, it's harder yet to find one to compare.
Laughing friendships are just the best.

All the best Jan
Marie Smith said…
Friends are among the best things in life. I hope you get a doctor just as good as the previous one.
Liz A. said…
If they stopped taking your insurance, couldn't they have given you a phone call? Sorry about the mail fail.
Christine said…
May they rest in peace.
I wish you all the best in finding a new doctor. Your photos and header pic are lovely.
Darla M Sands said…
I appreciate the joys and laughter you spread while also expressing your ups and downs. Blessings and best wishes, my dear.
Ann said…
I hate having to find a new doctor or anything for that matter. Even worse if you're replacing one you really liked. No one ever seems to measure up.
Jeanie said…
I need to revisit the cemetery too. I love the flowers you chose. I'm dealing with the doc shift too. My dearest primary guy is retiring after 32 years. He's set me up with one of the new docs in the practice but he's so good, I'll miss him dreadfully. And the other day learned my ophthalmologist is retiring for medical reasons (I'm guessing he's barely 50). Makes me sad. Change is hard. Especially when you're older and trust these guys with your health.
It is hard to imagine that parents or loved ones who have been gone for decades could still be around in a perfect world. I often wonder what they would be like if they had lived.

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