Well, sister-friend Stephanie finally made it to Texas Tuesday evening after a long, tiring drive from California and only one speeding ticket.

Obviously she was pretty exhausted so it was a very early evening.  She was also sick.  She was sick when she left Maine for California but said she was getting better and then caught "it" again from the grandkids.

I gave her no choice. I told her she was going to the doctor first thing yesterday morning.  I told her I'd take her to my little Korean guy right down the street. Which is where we headed around 12:30 yesterday afternoon.

He closes at noon on Wednesday. Did I know that? Of course not ... I don't get sick on Wednesdays.  So, we headed out to find another PrimeCare-CareOne-WalkIn-Clinic-type place and after driving around for an hour, finally found one (between closing early on Wednesdays and being closed permanently, it turned into more of a chore than we imagined!)

Three hours later, watching four patients come and go after she went in, I finally went to the counter and asked if they had lost her.  It was the only smile I saw from the receptionist the entire time ... and then it was more of a small smirk.

"She'll be out in a few minutes," was the reply I received.

"Great. I know how you guys tell time ... I'll be outside in my car thawing out.  You  must be hanging sides of beef in the other room, as cold as it is in here."  The smile-smirk disappeared.

Anyway, the "it" that Stephanie supposedly caught from the grandkids turned out to be pneumonia. She was, according to the doctor, about two days away from being hospitalized.  Instead, she got a shot in the butt and two prescriptions.

Not real sure just what this is going to do to our girls night out but I can guarantee one thing ... I'm sticking to my little Korean guy around the corner.  Not only is his office much more comfortable, he smiles.

I just can't get sick after noon on Wednesdays.