I actually wrote this a few weeks ago when our temperature
was staying in the high nineties [and feeling like 110].
Guess I was so wiped out I forgot to post it.
No, senility did not enter into it.
Well, I just returned from visiting the vampire at the hospital lab. As usual lately, my veins didn’t cooperate. She ended up using a nice big one on top of my hand. What happened to all those nice bulging veins I used to have? Nothing else about me has shrunk, why would my veins?
No food, no meds, little sleep – my day started with a loud sound coming from next door [neighbors cutting down big trees damaged by earlier ice storm], then The Kid on the phone sounding like “Little Miss Outrageously Cheerful.” Don’t people know that I sleep LATE?
First off, I went into the Clinic, ask for a ride up to the lab and checked on my Friday appointment time. Turns out my appointment is Thursday at 11:30 so I guess lunch with The Kid is out.
I rode up to the lab in a golf cart – nice breeze, nice driver. Got to the lab, they couldn’t find the orders. We waited quite awhile for the clinic to fax over the order. They hadn’t put a diagnosis down, so waited for them to redo it and resend so Medicare would pay.
After the bloodletting was accomplished, I got a ride back to the clinic in a TAHOE – do you know how tall those things are? Finally got my short, crippled self loaded into it. Nice security guy was driving, 2-way radio announcing more people needed rides.
I got back to my HOT Highlander [Thank God for a good A/C], drove straight to Sonic for a Bacon, Egg, Cheese Toaster and Route 44 Cherry Diet Dr. Pepper.
Now home where the A/C is working like crazy! Not quite as light headed and flighty now since finishing the BEC Toaster and taking meds. Sonic DDP doesn’t hurt either.
A nap in a worn out recliner sounds really good right now.