After I heard my name called at the doctor's office, I mustered up the energy to walk through the door and wondered if the nurse thought I was a homeless person. No bra. Pajama pants. Hair pulled back in a ponytail after falling asleep on a wet head.
He looked at me and said the usual greeting, "How are you?"
"Mmmm. I'm.....I'm ok." I said with a completely pitiful face.
"Don't worry. I'm here."
Didn't realize those two words could mean so much.