I received a message late Monday afternoon from Be the Match (BTM), asking me if I could meet with someone from the Congresswoman's office in Waterbury. Lee wasn't thrilled with the idea of me going there alone, because he was concerned with the neighborhood. I was more concerned about getting lost, which is exactly what happened. For once, I left my house with time to spare, but I was still about 10 minutes late. I finally found the address of the office, then I needed to find a parking space that wasn't too far away. I was lucky enough to find a space around the corner, that was fairly close. I was already in a pissed off mood, because I got lost and then the friggin kiosks to pay for parking weren't working. I tried 2 of them and I thought it was just me until I met a woman on the street who was having the same problem. I was late for my meeting and she was late for a dentist appointment so we both said screw it.
When I finally arrived at my destination, I had to climb about a million stairs and lets be real, I'm not in the greatest shape. I could't catch my breath when I reached the top. I walked in the meeting room and met the Ambassador from Be the Match and the District Director. The man from BTM asked me to share my story, but I needed a minute or two to breathe and take my anti-rejection med. I started telling my story, but it is a long story and I wasn't sure we were making our point. The reason for the meeting was to ask the Congresswoman to sign on a letter in Congress to increase funding and the deadline was that day. I gave the District Director, who I thought was awesome, a copy of my book and a copy of the poem I wrote for my donor (thanks Ginny for the idea to write another poem). I don't know what the outcome of our meeting was, but I hope we raised awareness, if nothing else. Especially the need for minority donors!
The person from BTM walked me to my car after the meeting to see if I got a ticket and guess what...I did. He looked at the ticket, handed it to me said, "It's only $20, just pay it." Okay, are you f'en kidding me? I drove a half hour from my house, which ended up being an hour after getting lost, and finding out at the last minute about the meeting and preparing myself the night before and climbing Mount Everest (the stairs) and he never offered to take care of the ticket? I was super pissed off at this point!! That's a lot of nerve and I don't blame BTM, they probably aren't even aware that it happened. I will think twice about working with him again. I probably will if it benefits the greater good. I can put it aside...I hope. The last 3 sentences are how my mind works constantly. LOL!!!
BTW, my back is feeling a little better. I'm able to stand up without making an old man grunting sound. Yah me!
Peace out Peeps! 😘
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