“It’s the fii-nal count-dowwwwn!” Tal sings a song from the depths of memory as the crew prepares to head out for the day’s medical palooza. “And the worst…” Cal slips into her shoes, “… is behind us.” Nia grins. “Pun intended?” We create our destinies one experience at a time.
Your crew has me cracking up--the song, the puns. I'm glad all is well and you can return to normal life and all it's gifts!
I love how you used words instead of a just a line to represent the strings of the balloons. It’s fun watching your creativity take hold.
The World works in mysterious ways! Of course I took the “song bait” and an add for colon health popped up before the song began! Perhaps Google AI is reading our minds? Assembling all kinds of kinds of normally unrelated facts?!
By the way, today’s choice of a rock anthem suggests Tal has been rockin’ out for an extended period of time. Oh, a Muse, of course.
I can just see the four of you bursting into the medical facility belting out “Final Countdown.” Also hoping I don’t read about that in the news later today. ☮️
I hope your colonoscopy was boring and/or refreshing as Deb’s! And if not (and you don’t have a family history) may I suggest Cologuard