Sometimes That's All We Need

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​This old gal…

Decided to have a full skin check at the Texas dermatologist’s…get a second opinion…

Plus this guy…this young dashing new skin doctor guy…doesn’t charge extra to have those hideous old people growths burned off…

Pay 70 bucks a zap in Iowa and warty sun worshipper me knows to remove all those ugly buggers at that rate would cost a fortune…

Was seen first by a student doctor…26 years old…getting married in two days…cuter than cute…chatted while she checked the skin, super duper professional-like…

Came to the nose spot…a month since biopsy…and there it was again…concern…lots of concern…’This looks interesting,’ she says, ‘very interesting’…

Looked at it again, and again, then went to the hall to consult the doctor who was waiting to hear her observations…which she shared behind closed doors…or closed door…RIGHT behind the closed door, so one of us could hear every word that was said…

All professionalism gone…her excitement palpable…her voice taking on a valley girl lilt…

‘OMG’…came the words…’she has something on her nose that looks bad…really, really, bad…basal cell bad’…

Then the door opened and in walked two professionals…he deeming it most likely scar tissue…she then saving an old gal tons of money by zapping off any spot either of us deemed ugly…

And old gal me left with burn spots all over her body and a smile on her face…because that girl…that young intern of a girl…her zest for life…compassion for people…enthusiasm for her new career…

Reminded her so much of those daughters of hers…and sometimes…even in the most awkward of situations…that’s all an old gal needs…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…