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3 years ago
Coffee With The Princess - Special Edition!
Happy Birthday To The Bearded Lantern!
**Giggles!**
If you have been following me for any length of time, you know about one of my best friends around, the Bearded Lantern. He's a two fisted fellow, often chomping a cigar at The Saturday Night Tabletop Game, often the Beleaguered Leader of the motley crew of best friends a gal like me could have. Through him, I have had the pleasure to know the Bionic Forearm and the Security Officer since 2002 and then later I got to meet the Left Fielder back in 2014. All three of these fine fellows helped me deal with the passing of my parents, Mom in 2011 and Pop in 2015, putting up with my mood swings and tears. The Bearded Lantern, like the both the Bionic Forearm and the Left Fielder had also spent time with me during those times and the Left Fielder kept up with me while I was in the hospital. There at least, I was so well and taken care of that I was not frightened. Also, of note, the Bearded Lantern was my "COVID Pandemic Friend!" I could only have one visitor and he was happy to do so, not just picking me up and getting me home from the hospital, but taking me the various doctors's appointments and helping me put my life together again. <3
I didn't realize until some soul searching that I had slid this far, but it was my good friend who on a Saturday Night, he and I were the only ones to show up and he sat down with me and told me that he was seriously worried about me. I had been without a doctor for a good while after telling the Witch Doctor to go to Hell. Her intern got pissy with me, saying "Without us, you'll die!" I snapped! Mm ... more like detonated. "Did I fucking squeeze your head for your shit, son?" I asked. "For the money that I was charged between the bullshit meds and this fucking office, I should be able to say and do pretty much anything!" IRaged for a good minute with the Witch Doctor, for the first time since I had her for a doctor, didn't say anything. I cannot tell you how many times she made me go back to work in tears or frustration fro being told off that I was not doing what she wanted. When I asked, there was no help, no teaching about nutrition, no talk about diet, just a little bitter lady screaming at me and making me feel like it was all my fault. I cannot tell you of the times I went in to the office there and heard similar griping from her to other patients as well as her staff. The Bearded Lantern had heard all of these stories and had stepped in to talk about me to my face, wanting to help.
But how do you help someone who doesn't want the help?
He stuck with it and when things finally went south back in October of 2020, he was there for me. He talked with both the office and I believe he spoke to my Big Sister ... now, there's a brave fellow! And that is my friend. <3
So, Happy Birthday, my dear friend! <3
Happy Birthday To The Bearded Lantern!
**Giggles!**
If you have been following me for any length of time, you know about one of my best friends around, the Bearded Lantern. He's a two fisted fellow, often chomping a cigar at The Saturday Night Tabletop Game, often the Beleaguered Leader of the motley crew of best friends a gal like me could have. Through him, I have had the pleasure to know the Bionic Forearm and the Security Officer since 2002 and then later I got to meet the Left Fielder back in 2014. All three of these fine fellows helped me deal with the passing of my parents, Mom in 2011 and Pop in 2015, putting up with my mood swings and tears. The Bearded Lantern, like the both the Bionic Forearm and the Left Fielder had also spent time with me during those times and the Left Fielder kept up with me while I was in the hospital. There at least, I was so well and taken care of that I was not frightened. Also, of note, the Bearded Lantern was my "COVID Pandemic Friend!" I could only have one visitor and he was happy to do so, not just picking me up and getting me home from the hospital, but taking me the various doctors's appointments and helping me put my life together again. <3
I didn't realize until some soul searching that I had slid this far, but it was my good friend who on a Saturday Night, he and I were the only ones to show up and he sat down with me and told me that he was seriously worried about me. I had been without a doctor for a good while after telling the Witch Doctor to go to Hell. Her intern got pissy with me, saying "Without us, you'll die!" I snapped! Mm ... more like detonated. "Did I fucking squeeze your head for your shit, son?" I asked. "For the money that I was charged between the bullshit meds and this fucking office, I should be able to say and do pretty much anything!" IRaged for a good minute with the Witch Doctor, for the first time since I had her for a doctor, didn't say anything. I cannot tell you how many times she made me go back to work in tears or frustration fro being told off that I was not doing what she wanted. When I asked, there was no help, no teaching about nutrition, no talk about diet, just a little bitter lady screaming at me and making me feel like it was all my fault. I cannot tell you of the times I went in to the office there and heard similar griping from her to other patients as well as her staff. The Bearded Lantern had heard all of these stories and had stepped in to talk about me to my face, wanting to help.
But how do you help someone who doesn't want the help?
He stuck with it and when things finally went south back in October of 2020, he was there for me. He talked with both the office and I believe he spoke to my Big Sister ... now, there's a brave fellow! And that is my friend. <3
So, Happy Birthday, my dear friend! <3
