Yesterday, I found out that Kerri,
I always have my feelers out for kind, wonderful people, and from the moment I met you in the Emergency Room all those years ago, I recognized how amazing you were.
Feeling the need, just now, to looked up “feelers” in the dictionary, I found this:
An animal organ such as antenna or palp that is used for testing things by touch or for searching for food.
I don’t know about you, but my definition-seeking feelers have never previously touched on “palp,” before today.
And, my blog-creating feelers would change
searching for food
searching for nourishment
… but otherwise, I feel that definition is fine, for the feeling purposes of this post.
Speaking of feelings, I told Kerri I was glad for her but sad for me and other feeling, Boston-based people who know her.
What do your feelers tell you about those photos?
My feelers are telling me that other feelers might assume — from those feeling photos — that I have cancer. I do not. I have a cardiac condition that necessitates my getting antibiotics before I visit my dentist, and I get those antibiotics in a cancer infusion center, where my fine-feeling-friend Kerri works (until August).
Also, there were many things my feelers encountered yesterday that did NOT make it to this post and — as usual — I’m hoping I didn’t hurt any feelings.
Here‘s what my musical feelers have brought back from YouTube:
Feeling thanks to Kerri, the Infusion Center at Tufts Medical Center, Cam Neely, Dr. Del Castillo, Dr. Gonzalez and Michel (not pictured) at Beacon Hill Dental Associates, everybody at my high school reunion planning meeting last night (not pictured), Bernadette Peters, Stephen Sondheim, Robert Adams, and you — of course! — for bringing your feelers here, today.