We were talking the other day about how easy it is to be brushed aside and in our lifetimes we too have brushed aside others. It isn't a good habit or practice but it seems to happen. As we do early in the mornings, after I have had least my first cup of coffee, we have great conversations and discussions about lots of things. Before Roy retired, he didn't have time for this. This has been one of the best things about living a retirement life. I don't remember how the conversation drifted toward the topic but we both remembered the cardiologist that brushed me aside back in 2008. With a heartrate of 180 bpm and only 10% of my heart working, he sent me home with three prescriptions and basically said, good luck. The staff was so surprised when I showed up for the appointment two weeks later. They thought I would die over the weekend. That sound have raised a flag but when you haven't dealt with this kind of stuff before in the medical field, how do you really know. Even in the midst of all the appointments and visits, it was much later that the nurse took more concern for me than he did, she giving me some instructions to see my regular doctor. When Dr Riley realized what was happening she sent me to a specialist in the Med Center and he got me on the right track. That first cardiologist looked at me, on that first day when the tech worked me in to his schedule, at the Lord's prompting by the way and when this Dr looked at me then, briefly I could tell my being in a wheel chair...way way over weight...like way overweight. My clothes too tight, hardly any makeup or much done to my hair, he had decided I didn't have much to contribute to life and he would help the world be rid of someone such as myself. Later in the afternoon I looked to see if this particular cardiologist was still practicing. The answer yes with most of his reviews one or two stars. Same complaints that we had and now staffing seems to be an issue. That wasn't a problem back in the day.
The other aside other than brush is just the aside comment. Therein lies the truth of the matter. Not the main topic but the aside comment about the main topic. The other aside is the famous meat and three sides. Okay, it doesn't really qualify as an aside but around here those three sides are pretty dang good. Yum!
We left for the Post Office and Publix in snow yesterday afternoon. Snow didn't stick nor was the snowfall heavy. It was a gentle snow shower. What couldn't be seen was felt as the heavy moisture in the air hit your face. Some were calling for a dusting of snow but that didn't happen but it sounds like next week we could once again be ripe for snow if all the conditions are right.
Since we are at the end of the month as well as the year, our practice is to stay away from the roads in a local city that is famous for speeding tickets. A couple of weeks ago Roy came through the small municipality and was trailed by a policeman till he reached the border of their authority. He was rather animated telling the story of the follow. I wondered if it was the cop that stopped and ticketed me in 2017. Really, it seems rather disappointing at times when we feel the observant eyes of law enforcement as they pull even with us to see an older type driving the Mustang. And I might add usually doing the speed limit.
In the category of everyday life, we ordered some flannel sheets. Thicker than what we have and if I thought I was in a flannel board bed before, truly truly, I say unto you, it is really like being a figure on a flannel board.
Say I am one of the elephants going to the ark, I would not make it cause I cannot move on the sheets due to my flannel jammies. It takes great effort to move. The other night I was trapped on left side sleeping position due to my hip hurting. The pain getting a little more intense yet it hurt to move. What to do? I needed a flannel graph teacher cause I'm telling you waking Roy up from a dead sleep to help you, while very funny so many times, it will cause more harm than good. From past experiences waking him up, he has run straight to the front door. Now that we have stairs and an alarm with me in an unable to move position, we would be more hindered than helped. That is if he makes it running down the stairs. Now I know the obvious solution to this situation but frankly my dear, it is too cold. I found that if we put the bedspread farther down on the comforter, I can move better. Last night no sleep incidents but I did get up at 4:00 am. I moved to the front bedroom with my beloved heating pad. I need to get my hip checked out but don't have an orthopedist here. It will take forever to find one taking new patients or it will take forever to get on the schedule. Probably the best solution is to go to the ortho emergency place.
We had a little bit of snow falling but I think that is the snow event for the day.
Lesson studied and written out...watched the sky turn from gray to patches of blue then back to gray with bright patches of reflected light in the south. Pot roast slow cooked and vacuumed downstairs. Not a bad way to close out the last Saturday of 2023.
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