My birthday was Wednesday, but I’m going to celebrate it another day.  I’m not sure what day it will be, but  it will be better than  Wednesday was.  I will not spend  the  greater part of the afternoon and the evening  in the doctor’s office and the emergency room.  I will not have fast food  for dinner.

It wasn’t all doom and gloom, though it felt like it at moments.  I got to spend some time with my friend Laurie who made me laugh a lot in the ER.  I got to meet some of the people in my small group.  I opened up a good number of cards from people I wish were not so far away.  I talked to most of my family.

I don’t want to do the whole thing over . . . just a few parts.

photo courtesy of Maria Luisa Menasche