Got up early, very early. Showered before the fire was built and got ready to go. No food, no coffee. My choice, but I always go hungry when I go to a doctor's appointment. They just might want blood, you know. Always better to be ready, just in case. It is a long drive, a trip of an hour or more and if going without coffee will save another trip ...... small sacrifice.
Got there only to be told my insurance was not accepted. He Who acts as my chauffeur was not happy. He was downright pissy. I was winded from the walk from the parking lot. I could have paid up front for the visit, but any follow-up would present the same problem as far as insurance goes. So, we left. My chauffeur was hungry and I was longing for hot coffee.
We stopped for some fast food and I carried my coffee into the car with me. Had the lid secure and just popped it in the cup holder. We were headed to Sam's to get dog food and toilet paper so as not to waste the trip. I was texting with my youngest child.
I suddenly felt pain in my upper thigh. It was like a bee sting, followed by a warm sensation. The coffee had tipped sideways because He Who drives my car puts EVERYTHING he can find in the cup holder. Loose change, drill bits, nails, screws, plug adapters ....... you name it.
So, there I was, strolling through Sam's with a big coffee stain up high on my pants when I realized something. I didn't know these people, so I didn't care. I scored some nice steaks and 5 lbs of carrots and a pint of vanilla extract ( the good stuff, not the "flavored" stuff). Came home happy and called my primary care physician (PCP). I am contentedly waiting for a call back with my new referral. I think He Who Drives might be taking advantage of the 55 degree weather and cleaning out my car. If he isn't, he should be. At the very least, the cup holders!