Maybe meditation works.

Here is a picture of me ready for my morning walk. The last full photo of me was with the Padre and Tom Conklin walking down the hallway at the rehab center. I never noticed the distinct list to port before. Look carefully to see the Sheriff's badge I wear to give me the authority to deal with any terrorists I meet along the way. The badge has kept any terrorists out of sight so far. Not too easy to see is the 'feather in my cap' sticking up over my left ear.
Yesterday morning I had blood drawn to determine the status of the modules on my right thyroid gland. I didn't expect any feedback for a few weeks. Surprise! Kaiser called at 5 pm yesterday to inform me that all was OK. Maybe meditation works... or maybe it was fate. Or maybe it just happened.
On my walk this morning I recalled that there were two prayer groups praying for me after the incident. One on the West coast and one on the East coast. The question occurred to me.. is it a one time thing, does a prayer expire or must there be some kind of notification?
Somewhere in another universe there is a guy less lucky than I which still allows the perception that we're all on this flight together.

Dick