I was dragging a*s by noon on Wednesday. I stayed up Tuesday after girls’ night talking to Vicki and did not get enough sleep. I normally functioned on caffeine and sugar for the day, but it was not cutting it. Laura grabbed us lunch while I was seeing patients, giving me a chance to catch up by the time my afternoon appointments started.
“Are you ready?” Laura asked, meeting me in the hallway.
“I am. Feeling much better. Thanks for grabbing lunch.”
“You paid,” she said with a grin. “So I should be thanking you for lunch.”
“It’s the least I could do since you ran out to pick it up.”
“How was girls’ night?” Laura asked with a grin.
She knew my aversion to large groups of people, especially people I didn’t know well. Vicki asked me for months to join her, and Laura would find excuses t
