Daily Prompt: Buffalo Nickel

Dig through your couch cushions, your purse, or the floor of your car and look at the year printed on the first coin you find. What were you doing that year?

With this prompt, it would be my luck for the first coin I come across be from the year I graduated from high school (1983). I searched the couch cushions due to the temperature outdoors. The car would have been more appropriate since I spent most of 1983 in a car, after graduation. I met my ex-husband in 1983, right after graduation. When he wasn’t at my house, I was in my car on the way to see him. It was kinda a close, long-distance romance.

I got sick my junior year in high school, so when graduation time was getting close, I had to go to summer school to have enough credits to walk with my class. To make sure I had enough credit, I took a night class at the local junior college, to pad my credits a bit. I’d been through too much with this class not to graduate with them. I worked my fanny off to get the credit, but I made it.

I spent the rest of the year finalizing my plans for nursing school, learning what it means to ‘shoot dove’, learned how important and fun it can be to try to be quiet while deer hunting, I learned how to catch and clean a crappie, and I learned how to drive a tractor to pick up a big roll of hay, to feed cows. Yes, I was turning into a country girl.

I learned many more fascinating things, these were just the first to come to my mind. 1983 was a year of many firsts.

There have been times I look back and say that if I could go back, I’d tell my ex ‘no’ when he asked me out. When I think a little harder about the subject, I’m the woman I am today, because of my ex-husband and it all started in 1983.

Big Day Finale…..

Everything went off without a hitch. I guess wearing clean underwear to the doctor actually works. The biopsy didn’t hurt a bit and the Neurosurgeon released me till 2018. I’ll be 52 years old. He said the tumor was not growing and my brain was not showing age, to keep up the good work.

I’m just tickled with the day. although I do have to wait 3-5 days for the results.

I even had the pleasure of running into my ex’s sister-in-law. She was there for her yearly visit. It’s nice to see that dome things never change.

I’m headed home for a nap. Didn’t sleep a lot last night catch you all later.

Big Day

10:30am: Biopsy

1:00pm: Yearly Neurosurgeon visit, hopefully to turn into every 3 years, if he likes my MRI.

Please keep Barry and I in your thoughts and prayers today. Big day for both of us. He will be alone quite a bit tomorrow in the hospital I almost lost him in over a year ago. I’m not sure which I am more anxious over, the biopsy or having to leave him alone. Thanks for your support!