Molly Goatwax

On the streets of Baltimore

As I left a lengthy consult with an eye surgeon, (for a cataract)the sun was low in the sky. I was trying to walk to a convenience store spotted on the way. Finally I gave up and sat down in a declevity in the wall of an historic hotel where I called a cab. An older gent I had been talking to saw the cab, but the driver didn’t see me waving my hand behind the cars at the curb. Then this old guy sprinted down the street in time to catch the taxi and redirect it, then helped me get in. I thanked him sincerely and he said “I know an angel when I see one” Then I said, “No you’re the angel!”.

Jesus

I’ve found Jesus!

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Gold Icon

I found Jesus the other day! This crucifix was lying in a crack in the sidewalk. With a tiny diamond over his head and one missing from the feet, I saw the gleam and picked it up.

Pain in the Neck

Here I am, still at it. In my own disabled way, struggling for recovery after the remission from my 2 separate but concurrent stage 4s.
After finally being sent to a neurologist who found a slipped disk in my spine right in my neck. Big sigh. This explains a lot for me. I might have to have surgery. I know that am already going in for getting this port removed from my chest, I’m wondering if they can also remove the 24 year old falsie underneath it. Then to see the eye doc to get a cataract removed. Is that TMI?