Aaaaaaaaaaaaand we're back!! Finally! After several weeks of in and out of various medical and dental offices, we have just gotten home from the last scheduled one for a while. And, yes, that can change and we have been through such before. All too often.
But we made the trip, the LOOONG (OK, not a cross-country one, but altogether too long for my liking) to this one. Through a mess of badly-planned road construction projects, lousy signage, and some large semi trucks who treat the reduced speed limits in construction zones as not being applicable to them. To include that Estes truck whose VIN on the cab ends in --578.
Last Tuesday, the oral surgeon. Last Wednesday, the rheumatologist. Last Friday the new Primary Care doc (this one was for both of us, an initial visit). Yesterday the gastroenterologist. Today the endocrinologist. She hadn't been to one of them since her previous one ran for the hills, screaming, back in late 2014 -- early 2015. Yes, we've been around the block.
We made it home, rustled up some lunch (at around 3 p.m.,) took our "morning" meds. She went to nap out on the recliner and I did dishes.
Oh, and when we got home and were getting out of the vehicle, we could hear the radiator boiling. I'd checked the level early in the day, full up and good. That was then, this is now.
Will start to collect the week's trash shortly, the garbage truck comes in the morning.
Quite an exciting life we lead, right?
But there are some good things. Great-niece next door is attending Vacation Bible School this week. That is a very very big step forward. Other than weddings and funerals, Niece hasn't been in church. Pretty much ever. Her mom, my sister-in-law, is teetering between militant atheism and militant paganism, tending towards Wiccan. Niece's husbands family is lukewarm Methodist, and the congregation meets within pretty easy walking distance, so the child's aunt was able to make a successful case. I'm grateful for that. Such things are far more common than many members of the "holy huddle" like to realize. We shall see what comes of it all. I've seen miracles before, several times.
Yesterday was a pretty long day. Very.
Alarms off at 06:00
Up 'n at 'em. Showered, dressed, some coffee in us, she had a little to eat (I didn't). Out the door finally, and on the road for an 08:30 doctor appointment in the city 15 west of here. So we were out of here by 07:45, made it in plenty of time despite the "best efforts" of the state DOT, the horrid roads and worse traffic signal arrangements along the way, and some drivers who probably shouldn't be allowed to operate tricycles in a driveway. We made it avoiding wrecks.
Got to sit in the waiting room a while. There has to be some reason that the TV's in all these doctor offices, dentist offices, clinics, etc. have been tuned to wretched programming. I really don't want to watch the skanky nitwits on "the view". Or the little better programming from CNN, MS-LSD, etc. etc. with loon who somehow think Mao was too conservative.
The appointment went pretty well. More meds, of course. New one that she last was on back around 1997 after her thyroid was removed. It may interfere with other meds, a ever-present issue when you are on so many. But an effort to deal with the IBS.
Then back home. Some stuff that simply had to be done and then.
Among those things was packing up the items that have to go back to the cable TV company, as we dropped all TV and "land line" service with them more than a week ago. We scared up something to eat quickly. By which time it was pushing 2 p.m.
Then off we went. First to the cable TV office. For once, they were nice. Got their stuff back to them, got a receipt also.
Then down the road a bit. Wife was selling off some fancy dishes she'd gotten on a deal about 15 years ago. Taking up space now and there is no prospect of ever using them, so we got about $10 for
some items probably worth far far more. The buyer was appreciative, and will enjoy them. Then they spent about 15 minutes discovering friends in common, etc. Boring to me, interesting to them.
Then back down the road, and to the Pharmacy. The "orphan drug" that had been ordered in last week finally arrived. She also had in hand a paper prescription slip for the IBS drug. So a further delay for that to be done.
So we had a few household items to pick up and did, Then pick up the meds, only to find the insurance stuff had been mis-done. So a good half-hour or more getting that untangled. FINALLY out of there, and home. Get home around 5 p.m. Snacked a bit and she went off to take a nap.
Cats surrounded me, so I did litter pans, and got a treat for them.
None of this was great or earth shattering. But all of it was important. Even doing the litter pans was very important, to the cats at least. Not the stuff of memoirs or biographies, but doing the necessary to keep things going. Pretty well describes a lot of our lives.
WHAT we do is not always as important as the WHY or the HOW.
but my nominee for "song of the day" is one not in the hymnal, but perhaps it should be.
"Someone's Praying For Me" . For Someone is. His name is Jesus. He intercedes on behalf of even the worst of us, like me.
Our Old Testament reading: Psalms 47, 48, and 49
The passage in the New Testament, chapter 26 of the Acts of the Apostles.
More of Paul testifying to Jesus the Christ before some very powerful people. Not bad for a tent-maker's son from central Turkey, huh?
And it contains one of the most winsome phrases ever uttered. Verse 28's ".. almost persuaded".
Remember this song?? Almost Persuaded, Now To Believe
(no, it's not the one done by Etta James).