It’s an invasion

May 14, 2025

“Get behind me, Woman. It’s become an invasion”

That was Terry’s morning, but mine was all about eyedrops. Instructions read: Add your three important eye drops to the left eye. Time them exactly three minutes apart. Have someone drive you to the surgery center.

“Terry, it’s time to go.” He put the gun down

and we were on your way.

Fifteen quick miles and we turn into the parking lot. I order, “Slow down and let me read this to you. I have instructions here. Go around to the back, look for the black sandwich board sign, and call the number on the board. Or you can knock three times on the door.”

There was no need for either. A nurse was waiting to get me in and out of my second cataract surgery in 40 minutes. Race is On. Ten minutes to start and IV give five more eyedrops. Then drop some Versed in the IV. The bed is pushed next door, my head is taped still, and I’m told not to blink, and it’s over.

The nurse calls Terry. He makes it back to the center in 16 minutes. We take second.

Terry says it’s our lucky day. We might stop the rat invasion today. “We? Don’t count me in, I think the rat is cute”. From Terry: “Hey, those are wood rats eating the birdseed, and multiplying!” My fancy gun is only a pellet gun, and I’m shooting through an open window!”