Wednesday, January 11, 2012

There are just somethings I don't invite on myself

So, my oncologist's office calls LATE and says, "Whacha doin'?"  I said, "Finishing up Chicken Parmigiana.  Why ya callin'?"  "Well, we have to reschedule your Thursday appointment.  He is meeting with some big wig that is coming into town."  I said, "That is me, didn't you know that????"  Laugh.  Reschedule.  Go to the calendar and realize I just rescheduled my appointment with my oncologist (aka Dr. Death - and I do really like the guy!) on Friday the 13th.  Oh, HELL NO!  Call back and reschedule to the next Thursday.  Now, I am not very superstitious, but there are certain things I have learned not to do.  I don't fly, I don't go in underground parking garages, I try not to do elevators (I have gotten a fair amount of exercise on those days) and I DON'T GO TO MY ONCOLOGIST.  No need to INVITE disaster.  It has already showed up enough UNINVITED!  So, I will know what I am doing next week.  Happy Friday the 13th, Ang

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Don't people cross their fingers a lot to ward off bad spirits? Or is that to justify telling a fib?
Whatever it is may the Gods smile on you Friday and all the other days too! love pat&mag

Steve Chamberlin said...

Just get in there and take the appointment, you big baby! :)

Anonymous said...

Seriously Ang,
Steve and I both hope your Friday goes well for you.
Best of luck!
Carla

Kuroiwa-Johnson Family said...

I understand!
Kathy

Kuroiwa-Johnson Family said...

I understand!
Kathy