And Today…

I packed up the modem and filled out the label that Verizon sent me. Then I headed out to the appointment with the doctor.

Two good things happened there. First, the LPN who was filling out the paperwork asked, "How old are you?" I said, "Seventy-three." She said, "Are you SURE?" and then realized what she had said, laughed, apologized and said I certainly didn’t look it! The second nice event was when she took me to the measuring device on the wall and told me I was 5 ft 9 in. Now, *I* was under the impression that I was 5 ft 8 in., which depressed me rather because I used to be 5 ft 10 and a half inches. I know one loses some height with age but I really didn’t like the idea that I had lost so much. But now, I have an inch of it back! She also checked my heart with an encephalograph machine.

Then the nice resident I have now, Dr. Z, came in and asked me lots of questions, looked at the encephalogram and told me he had to go and ask my primary if I needed a stress test. He assured me that everything looked normal but considering my age and the fact I got a bit breathless going up two flights of stairs… Well, of course, that, I am sure is because I haven’t walked more than minimally for 6 months. Anyway, Dr. Z came back with the primary, Dr. P., {"Call me Mark!"} and we all had a lovely chat! The bottom line is that I am low risk for heart problems and don’t need to take a stress test. Dr. P. said that low risk is the best they can say because they can’t say No Risk!. I laughed and told him that 50 years ago, my older son had "An apparently normal male child" written on his paperwork in the hospital. This amuses me to this day and I still tease him about the fact that he is only "apparently" normal! Oh, and I also got my blood pressure medication and the Nortriptylene prescriptions redone so I can get two months at a time. I want to get started on this regime so that if the insurance company are going to give me any problem with this, it will be all sorted out before I go to Italy.

Next, I drove out to the Blue Mall and went to UPS to deliver my package to  Verizon. The young man behind the counter said authoritively, "You’ll want a receipt for that." I looked at him and he told me that  he had sent a modem back to Verizon who had then tried to charge him for it until he produced his receipt! I thanked him and got a receipt. I crossed the road to the University Mall and went ot SBarro’s whereI got myself a slice of vegetarian mushroom pizza. After I had eaten, I  headed to the eye doctors in hopes of getting an appointment today. No luck, so I got the first one at 9:30 am tomorrow. I have been noticing this last couple of weeks that the glasses I have now have not been correcting my astigmatism the way they used to.

After that I headed to my car. And this is where I thought I had lost my car keys. I usually try to put them in a pocket of whatever I am wearing because I get irritated when they slither to the bottom of my purse. I hadn’t put them in my jeans’ pockets this time because I had my phone in one pocket and my mini IPod shuffle in the other. But even though I took everything out of my purse, there was no sign of them. So, I called Fred and told him where the spare car key was and he said he would be out there in about 15 minutes. Once I had called him, I stopped panicking and started thinking. I KNEW I had put them in the purse, because I had a distinct memory of saying to myself, "OK, I must remember I have put them here!" I knew I hadn’t dropped them because I would have heard that. So, I gently shook the purse, and heard them in there. There was a tiny hole in the corner of the lining and they had slipped through there. 

Quickly, I called home again and fortunately caught Fred before he headed out the door!

So, all in all, a pretty good morning with only one slight setback.

QUOTATION: If you have the courage to begin, you have the courage to succeed.

— David Viscott

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