Themes
- Lost medical documents
- Related to dependants
- A week before Toby’s birthday
This was a strange one.
On Thursday, September 29, 2022, Emily took our dog Paddington to see the vet about a wart on his snout.
Paddington was given a prescription. Emily remembered leaving the vet with it. But when she got home, she couldn’t find the document. I checked the van, and couldn’t find it. We assumed it was lost in the parking lot at the vet’s office.
But later that day, as I was walking toward the van for an unrelated trip, I saw a piece of paper lying on the grass between ours and Terri & Penny’s house. I flipped it over, and it was Paddington’s prescription. Lucky that!
On Saturday, October 1, 2022, I took Sebastian to get blood work done related to taking Valproic Acid for his seizures. When we arrived at the lab, I could not locate his requisition, despite being sure I brought it to the car. Perhaps I only brought it to the front door? In any case, I looked all over the car and could not find it.
Assuming I had left it at home, and as the lab was going to close in less than 2 hours, I decided to walk in to reschedule. When I saw the check-in line, I changed my mind and decided to reschedule online when we got home. As I approached the van in the parking lot, I saw a piece of paper lying in the shoulder that I hadn’t noticed when I parked up. I flipped it over, and it was Sebastian’s requisition. Weird!
In both cases, documents for dependants being taken to a medical appointment were lost, but later found by the van — a van we bought to take Toby to his appointments. The latest incident being about a week before his birthday (October 1), and almost 2 years exactly since I took him home from school for the last time before his liver failed.
The tsunami of coincidences around that line up too heavily.
Fuck.
I miss you, Toby.