First, let me welcome kymber to my humble blog. It is always thrilling to have another follower.
Now, on my visit to the doctor.........my cholesterol is down to 198, blood pressure is 124/74 and, I lost another 3 pounds! On the way home, I stopped for the mail......OH NO........JURY DUTY!!!! I have NEVER been called. At least it's not in Philthy-delphia, but a closer city, Lancaster. Drat, I hate going into the city anymore, plus, sit there all damn day. My back will scream at me. Called the doctor, that %^&* piece of $%^&*, that I had such a nice visit with that morning, won't give me an excuse to get out of it, 'cause he says my back problem is under control, and he's only been seeing me 2 years and blah, blah, blah. Ball-less wonder. I told her, the nurse, it's 'under control' because I put up with the pain, and, I'm determined not to let 'them' operate. So, I'll tough it out and go. Might be educational but ain't lookin' forward to it.
Today, went to the doctor with Dad. I have discovered the doctor isn't all that bad and is a patient man to be able to deal with my father. I mentioned the cyst on top of his head, which is growing weekly. He asked him a question about it and dad starts with "Well, back in 1960 after we bought the farm, I fell down the hay hole, about 10 feet and hit the hay rack and.................." "WELL, WHAT I'M ASKING IS, DO YOU WANT THAT CYST TAKEN OFF?" You have to yell at him, cause his hearing is getting so bad. Then he gets mad when you yell. To which I said, "Yes." The the doctor says, "Well, we don't do that here." I told him I know that, send him to someone who does. Done. Appointment next Thursday. Then I mentioned his knees, the doctor said there is nothing we can do for the knees since he doesn't want replacements. AH HA!! I had him. I said what about 'Synvisc'. He looked at me and said he didn't do that. I told him, I know that, recommend an Orthapedic Doctor and we'll get to the bottom of this and maybe get dad some relief. Done, go on the 26th. And, all he went to the doctor for in the first place was to get some relief for his sinus problem. The doctor asked him if he was using the Nazinex spray. He told him he forgets about it. The doctor looks at me and shakes his head, "YOU COME SEE ME FOR A PROBLEM AND YOU ALREADY HAVE THE MEDICINE AT HOME TO HELP YOU." No, I'm not moving in with him. We'd kill each other. But I will have to start going over there twice a day and make sure he squirts that stuff up his nose. Oh joy.
After we left the doctor's office, we went up the road to a discount grocery store run by Amish. Got some preps, but, since I didn't know we were going, I didn't take cash with me and dad paid for everything. He is a sweety except when it comes to doctors and hospitals. I hope going thru all this will at least give him some quality to life.
Sorry, no mushroom cloud today. Almost one yesterday, good thing I don't go back to him for 6 months, give me time to cool off. I hate looking for another doctor, but, it might come to that.