As I said in last night’s post, the WiFi went down and stayed down long enough that I couldn’t blog. The strange thing was that I could see other networks that were sending signals and the netbook was still online via ethernet. I rebooted the notebook and unplugged the modem/router for 15 seconds or so and it was back. Still too late to do anything other than go to bed.
Bedtime was ‘way too late Saturday night. Yesterday morning, I got up and took my morning meds then went back to bed until I was fully awake.
DD called earlier than usual. She was readying breakfast for herself, her SO, merm and merm’s girlfriend. They planned to eat and then hang out, probably playing games. She sounded tired.
My nurse friend came over and shot me mid-afternoon. I was going to be gone today and she has an appointment tomorrow. I told her I could do it but she said she didn’t mind so that was that.
Today was an early-ish appointment with the rheumatologist so I went to bed shortly after last night’s notice. I set the timer for eight hours and woke shortly before it was to beep. I’d been to the bathroom and noticed it was getting light outside. I shone the flashlight on the timer. It had four minutes, 52 seconds to go. I went back to bed and got my full quota.
I’d set the departure time at 7:45 TT. I was barely ready to walk out the door. Breakfast was practically inhaled. I hate to eat in a hurry!
A drizzly rain had fallen on us all the way. The appointment was at 10:20. I signed in at 10:15. While we were waiting, a man was wheeled in on a stretcher. Some people who were evidently family members were there and everyone was happy to be together. It was quite touching. I hope I never get to the point that I have to be taken to see the doctor in that condition.
I was called back and Cuz accompanied me. Duly weighed and vital signs taken, we were shown to an exam room. There was a timid knock on the door and it opened. I was surprised to see a young man rather than the rheumatologist. He introduced himself, sat down at the computer and started quizzing me.
When he left the room, I asked Cuz when they started letting children be doctors. I later learned that he is a resident. I wish him luck.
The “real” doctor came in and started grilling me. Honestly, I feel like I’m being interrogated. She had me get up on the table and examined my joints. Then she started talking about the possibility of starting me on an immunosuppressant drug. Now, what I know about such is they compromise the immune system and make the body more susceptible to infection. I’m already at a higher risk for pneumonia. I really don’t want to start on something like that. She was saying they are more affordable than the meds the pulmonologist was talking about. I’ve looked up some costs and they still seem pretty expensive.
On the way back, it was raining in earnest. It didn’t even get close to what it did to me when I was driving back recently but it was enough to make me decide against visits to ALDI or Walmart. I’d been primed for a burrito but we forged on ahead and came home.
I drank my water but I was about starved after an early small breakfast. When I started eating, I ate and ate too much. The rest of the watermelon was first and then leftovers. After that came a piece of bread with cashew cream, then a Chao Coconut Herb sandwich. There was more after that and Cuz said every time she came over, I was eating.
Well, I’m about up to HERE with all the ologists. I’m ready to file for divorce. There’s a possibility the gastroenterologist might be able to help me with my reflux but the other two, I haven’t just begun to wonder—I have been for a long, long time.