UNCLE JIMMY wrote:Today was DR day for me and Tina. Back to Back appointments.
N E V E R again. We had three arguments in the car on the 45 minute drive to the Dr's office. PITA.. So my blood pressure was great 129/ 61.
Tina's was high. I was given a little inhaler to help me breath better. COPD.
He said there is fluid build up in the lungs, and that is why I have swollen ankles and legs.
Yep, that's the same thing that would've happened to us if we did that, Jimmy. Today there's so much waiting usually even if you only have one appointment -- more than one, even if it's for your spouse, is too many. Poor Brian -- he had to wait so long for all of his appointments that I finally convinced him to take the first appointment of the day the doctor has. Even though it's a bi*ch getting up early, especially when you have to take pain pills to get moving, it's a heck of a lot better than getting home at 4:30 p.m. from a 10 a.m. doctor's appointment, with the trip home only taking 20 minutes! He'd come home not only exhausted but furious -- nothing is worth that.
I also convinced him to tell them when he checks in for an appointment that he has to leave by a certain time -- either to make it to another appointment or to get the car back home for his wife's appointment. And then to ACT on it if they don't get to him timely. He's a very nice person, too, and now most of his physicians's staff are aware of how much pain he's in. Some of the offices now make sure right after he checks in that he goes back into a waiting room with a very comfortable chair to do his waiting -- that's so nice of them and bless his heart, they sometimes come in and find him sound asleep! Beats waiting and working himself into a furor over waiting, you know?
You'd laugh, Jimmy, as we used to say, as we walked to the car, "Would you like to drive OR criticize today?" Now I ALWAYS drive as I'm not the most patient rider. He drives very slow and it drives me crazy. He also leaves 40 car lengths in front of him in traffic so a zillion cars will cut in front of us before he makes it to the light -- another thing that drives other drivers behind us crazy as well. It's just better if I drive. Plus now that he has so much trouble with his hip and leg pain, I just drop him as close to the door as I can get him, then park the car and walk back to where he is. He hates it but he really can't walk that far anymore. It's no picnic for me but I can still do it especially when we're first setting out...
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Never Happened! And all that had to be done, was roll the logs down hill into the wooded area on top of the leaf heap to rot into loam. 
