Three down

So I saw the nurse again for my third rabies injection. I think I am going to miss her when they end. Not only because I quite enjoy the injections ( she has a gift - as does the gynecologist I saw this week who gave me a pap smear that bordered on enjoyable!!!)  but because we have such a lovely thing going on. She asks me how I am. I compliment her on her needle-giving ability. I confuse my days in Turkish so we have to revert to a calendar to confirm the next appointment. I tell her to take care. She wishes me the same back. I stumble out of her closet-sized office into the mayhem of a Government hospital. The whole interaction makes me feel alive and invincible and gifted in the ways of ex-patting.