Unsure about being insured

Met up with my newly found insurance agent (or more politically correct: financial advisor) again today over coffee at Haagen dazs. All I can say is that buying insurance is a big headache, one which, I suppose, I should be glad to even be able to have. Considering 90% (or some alarmingly similar figure) of the world's population lives below the poverty line and earns less than US$1 a day. Note: Dale, please don't say "sorry" for anything, in fact I should be thanking you for helping me start off some kind of financial planning. Hm, but then again I don't mind your sorries for being irritating. :P

Also had a great time with Bernard and Dale tonight playing the guitar and worshipping God! Always loved the experience of playing music with other people, but have not had much of a chance to. We've got to do this more often.

Oh, and I've got to say this- Jason was such a sweetie yesterday, he sent a bunch of pink gerberas to the clinic as a surprise for no apparent reason. It arrived at 2plus, not long after I'd just completed one of the most difficult surgeries I'd ever done on a wretched 13yr old cat with a massively ulcerated mammary cancer. I have to respect Muslims for their belief that we are not given the authority to take away the life of an animal even by euthanasia... but it pains me to see them suffering like that. Anyways... thank you dearie. I miss you.