Words of Reassurance

   Today's visit to the ophthalmologist brought me into contact first with Alexis and next Skeet, Because I had an issue which was counter to my scheduled appointment, I had a short wait in the examining room until the doctor returned from lunch. Maybe because it was a deviation from the norm, Skeet checked in after a short time to say I hadn't been forgotten, and to ask if I wanted water or anything. I didn't; I carry my own. But that was the first time that had happened in that office.
   When the doctor arrived, I told him of my concerns, including that I had had 5 separate surgeries on my eye, and that I wanted to keep seeing while I was still living. He answered that, "My goal is the same as yours."  He said he was willing to make any adjustment or accommodation that I was comfortable with. And so we agreed.
    No overt sarcasm or snarkiness or patronizing attitude, as can be usual in that office. So I'm relieved to be able to adjust my attitude toward that practice in general, at least for now.  Nowadays it doesn't take much to make me feel a little better about things.
 LATER: Nope, mistletoe evidently grows from the seed in its berries.