It’s been a brutal couple of days. Particularly, yesterday. Although, today wasn’t far behind. I don’t know when managing my health care devolved into a full-time occupation. But it has!
Yesterday started with a drive to the City of Hope. Which, even though mitigated by reduced traffic, is still significant. Moving through the enhanced security required to enter the facility is next. Then, lab work and my follow-up appointment with my Nurse Practitioner, and my hematologist/oncologist. That was followed by an appointment with my gastroenterologist and the long ride home.
All this took place with me inside the belly of the beast, while Lesley was left to wander around the campus as a result of the current COVID-19 security protocols.
I started a new series of appointments this morning. The first was with my orthopod to go over the results of a recent MRI. And, the second, with my dermatologist to deal with the aftermath of a lifetime spent working outside without the benefit of sunscreen. My trip to the dermatologist ended with our daughter and granddaughter’s arrival at the office. Unbeknownst to any of us, their appointments were scheduled immediately after mine. That turned out to be a wonderful coincidence considering someone needed to be available to hang out with Sadie!
Each of these appointments will result in a subsequent appointment or appointments with the exception of one. More tests. More referrals. Just managing the calendar and appropriate alerts makes me dizzy at times. And, all things considered, I’m doing well!
I remember wondering how it was my parents were always heading to or returning from a doctor’s appointment. And, now, here I am managing the same insanity wondering when, where, and how that happened.
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