Chemo Week 5, Day 5 Dec 7, 2024

 So I have no idea what the odds are for this to happen but they have to be pretty slim. Somehow, my mother-in-law and I made appointments at the same time in the same medical office.  Both of our names begin with La and of course we have the same last name.  So when Lana arrived (about 20 mins after me) she was asked "oh you have 2 appts today?"  She was confused for a moment but the receptionist quickly discovered her mistake.

We had a good laugh over it and when we walked out of the elevator together there was Ray waiting for her and I said "two for the price of one!" 

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