I'm feeling discombobulated this morning. I went with my husband to the lab to get blood tests before we have our yearly checkup next week, and couldn't pee. This never happens; trust me. I joked around with the lab person and she was funny and supportive. She let me take the sample jar home and I ate breakfast then took it back to her. Her kindness made me feel okay about wasting my time and hers. I like seeing her and we did a bit of dog talking. She has an albino boxer and I, of course, have my two aged labs. She described her dog with her grandbaby, and it was so sweet it cheered me right up. So her right speech was a pick-me-up.
I think I'm getting my granddaughter's cold from last week, so I'm going to have to cancel with her tomorrow. I'll use my right speech so as to not blame her mother, but really, it would have been better if she'd kept her at home. She gave me no warning about the cough, which was relentless. The poor girl coughed once a minute at least, through cough drops and card games. Nothing helped. She'd been awake an hour and a half the night before, so it didn't just come on at school. Oh, well, touchy subject but necessary. Life is full of these tiny right speech opportunites!
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