I just got a really shitty phone call.
It was my neurosurgeon's office. I didn't recognize the voice on the phone, but she said that Dr. Barnette, my neurosurgeon, was closing her office and wanted to know if I wanted to pick up my CD's and records or have them shipped to me.
I thought she was a bit young to be retiring, so I asked about it and apparently she has been diagnosed with terminal cancer.
Damnit.
That is one smart, fantastic lady and a great surgeon that's done wonders for me. I really hate it when bad things happen to really good people.
It was my neurosurgeon's office. I didn't recognize the voice on the phone, but she said that Dr. Barnette, my neurosurgeon, was closing her office and wanted to know if I wanted to pick up my CD's and records or have them shipped to me.
I thought she was a bit young to be retiring, so I asked about it and apparently she has been diagnosed with terminal cancer.
Damnit.
That is one smart, fantastic lady and a great surgeon that's done wonders for me. I really hate it when bad things happen to really good people.