haters

There it is: dark in the morning and there is the sound of the cat outside the door, a regular me ow wants in. Get up, let the cat in, and go on out to the bathroom.
Remember the resolution to go to the doctor today, in anticipation of the sick feeling and tiredness that will come later in the day.
Back to the bedroom, then straight out to the kitchen, a cup of coffee to wake up to, turn on the machine grind the coffee, fill the sieve, clamp it under the machine, wait for the signal lamp to turn off. Put a cup underneath, press the button.
The son comes out of his bedroom, he gives a a quick hug, then he proceeds, into the sitting room searching for his school things.
Let him search, he is the one who scattered the things the night before, maybe it will help him learn not to scatter things indescriminately.
Wait until the son has left for school, a shouted goodbye and a hurried slam of the doors.
Take a shower.
Make another cup of coffee.
Look up the doctors telephone number on the internet, fill out a form reviewing the doctors performance. See that there are haters who give the doctors a lousy grade.
Go to the hallway.
Telephone the doctor's practice.
Get an appointment, right away.
And walk through the waking town, past the church.
It is handy to have a doctor nearby.