Starry starry day.

Monday Smonday. I don't do Mondays....I think the song goes something like that. But maybe not. 

Late Monday morning,  I had a text from Lolo: Can you meet me at my Dr's appointment today? 2:15?

Luckily, on this day, I could. 

Having health issues is never fun. And having health issues when you are busy trying to enjoy your first year of college...well, surely that is a fun suck.

Lolo has been having some respiratory problems while doing her mandatory runs....not that she really likes to run, but her lungs seem to like it even less. {She will be fine} So, she has had a few appointments last week about that...and now, well now we are back to the shoulder. This poor shoulder has been giving her grief for two years. And now, her athletic trainer and coach are sending her back to the shoulder guru. 

I have never been a fan of Dr's offices...and the waiting room is really torture. BUT waiting over 2 hours in the waiting room....and then spending another hour with assistants and the actual Dr. Well, that could put a person over the edge.

UNLESS....unless you were spending this time with your daughter who you adore and enjoy. We moaned and groaned about it here and there....but we also talked. 

We laughed. We were us. 

I love us. 

There was a very funny/awkward moment when Lo was thumbing through a magazine and found a page of orange fashions. We both made a lil' face....and I said,  too loudly: 
"Nobody looks good in orange"


And then we looked around and three people were wearing orange, including the lady closest to me. Dang...it WAS Halloween!

Open mouth. Insert foot. Insert many giggles too.

It wouldn't be her if the x-ray were plain....unadorned.   She is a shining star. 

The extraordinary ordinary. Those are the days we will remember. (especially if you blog about them!)

BTW: surgery is being postponed....but will be inevitable. A cortisone shot is the temporary bandaid....and really, do those shots make everyone laugh like a crazy person? Cause it did for her.  She laughed so hard that the Dr. made her lay down for a few minutes before she could leave.  I don't know where she gets this silliness from.

{That star necklace was a gift from her Dad and I on her 16th birthday...still her fave thing to wear.}

I am linking up today with Just write. It's easy. Just like Sunday mornings, which are much better than Monday mornings.