4pm Thursday, and I realise that I haven't asked for Friday off yet, even though I've already planned to drive to the city. We're finishing up at the nursing home, and the Doctor says, "you might as well go home now".I bring up the courage to ask, "umm, it's MT's* birthday tomorrow, and ..."
"Go" she says, then a pause and, "Can you go now?"
"I'm meant to have a session with you tomorrow" I add
"It's alright - I'll cover for you. You go have fun"
She likes MT. Happy birthday.
*not his real name