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Today I met a nice neurologist.

I know! I *know*...it seems like an impossibility but it happened. Not only is he just a generally nice human being but he happens to be a neurologist.

And the kids skipped school to be with me because K and A are in Moose Jaw on a band thing and the others would have been left alone for who knows how long with no one in town because my mother was with me. It was a glorious day - me, skipping work, kids, skipping school and meeting a nice neurologist.

Almost as sweet as my free, warm Krispy Kreme on the way home.