It came on a rainy day when I was near death, huddled inside on the sofa with a couple of bassets. The bassets' job was to keep momma warm. It is a scientific fact that Basset temperature is twice the normal amount. So if you are cold and have access to a Basset and some sort of a cover, you can trap Basset body heat under the cover and survive a below freezing night in Siberia.
The weather was lousy all day, cold and drizzle dissolved into cold and raining. My chest tight, burning with infection, plied with life giving medications designed to keep one from falling into the abyss of lost patients.
I told Tara, my NP, that I could not miss thanksgiving because Number One is introducing his new girlfriend to his parents and brother for the first time. Theories are she works at a stripper club and maybe has had multiple husbands and definitely has multiple children. I don't want to miss any of the drama. I have high hopes for the day, myself.
Oh, yes, my tea towel. It arrived in the dreary rain afternoon traveling for days from Australia.
It was like an instant surge of miracle drugs to cure my malaise. It is soft and delicious. Pink health perfection. And the perfect design to mirror the dreary day it arrived.
Isn't it incredible?