Just call me Bella......

Hello again!   Well, to those of you who know me very well, I have another 'Dana moment"  for you.  I have sliced the bottom of my foot open.  Yowchers.  I was at school at the time, and was going down a set of metal stairs and I caught my flip-flop on the stair popped out of it and gashed my footsie on a jagged edge of the stair.   No big deal, right?  Go to the school health offices, right?  WRONG.  We have one, but due to budget crunches, it has been closed.  And yet I still have to pay my health fee every month.   Messed up!  I didn't want my gramma to freak out, so I went to the best place I knew.....  the lovely and helpful Nurse Wesley.   After several choice words from me, and much care from him,  we got me all patched up.   Is that grammatically proper?  Oh well.  Thank you sweetheart for fixing me.  In every way.  I do so appreciate the loving care you show me constantly.  Forget what the world says.   You matter.  You are an amazing man and it is my privilege to watch (and hopefully help) you mature and grow.  I love you!