Packages on the Porch

 Today was my second visit to lymphedema specialist from the vein clinic. I kept questioning where we were going. Tommy kept explaining. Finally, he said, "Watch for the blue railing." \

"Noooo, wrong place." He was going to the wrong place, so he turned around. I thought what if he is right. So, I asked him to pull over while I checked at the dr office. Yes, I was right. We had a good laugh and got there ten minutes before appointment. 

My favorite person ever to answer the telephone answered! Once, after multiple tried and people who were no help, she answered to phone and took care of everything with no stress to her or me. 

Two people came to get me in with a wheelchair. The woman kept grabbing me and she kept saying, "I'm just trying to help you!" When I am being nudged forward, I keep getting off balance. She could not seem to understand. The guy kept sticking up for her. I got inside, was left by the door with no idea how I was to communicate. Little did I know that the annoying woman had told the proper person.

Eventually, I was taken to check in. Gloriously sweet woman helped me. 

Then, a grumpy-faced woman looked out the doors and beckoned to me. The nice woman who checked me in, told her to come get me. 

As we went down the hall, she roughly interrogated me--how did you get here, how did you get out of the house, how did you get into car? I walked down the ramp as I held onto it, took one step to car, and got in. 

"Why don't you push yourself?" Because both rotator cuffs are torn plus one muscle across my left chest, and both hands have suffered a great injury, and I have carpal tunnel. That seemed to incense her. She said in an even meaner voice that--don't you know that the longer you do not do something, the less you can do it. I did not say a word. Please don't tell me she is right or explain it to me.

She snatched the wheelchair around and started to take blood pressure and pulse. I told her I imagine my pulse would be higher than usual. "I am not calm, and you keep asking me to talk." She said she would wait a bit and kept talking. So, she let up for 30 seconds and started again. 

She seemed to want to challenge me about every medicine I take and even named some I took 20 years ago. Dealing with her was very stressful. She may have been angry that she, a professional, had to be a wheelchair pusher. 

Finally, the vein specialist came in. She is unfailingly sweet. She straightened up some things I needed to know. Her patience is endless. She is the person who had something torn in her knee and on crutches. I told her how Tommy did not want to and did not like to put the legs on me. She said she could get me a home health nurse or someone to come three times a week but not seven. That is three days Tommy won't have to struggle.

The same guy and another woman pushed me out. I know how I can get from chair, but these helpers seem to think slammed against the car door is the way to do it. But, I tried my best to overcome their help. They were still nice. 

Tommy wanted to get Chic fil A, so we did. That is the best flavor! We stop by a Vet Motel. Sometimes we see dogs in a big fence. That's fun. 

As the day wore on the brilliantly sunny skies changed to thick clouds. Finally, near dark the clouds were thick and black although no rain is predicted until tonight. 

We collected all three store ads. 

On the porch were packages. One was the wool blanket. I was disappointed it was rather thin and like a waffle design. We will see. Tonight, will be low 20's, so this will be a test. It is king size and will cover me better than the twin size will. 

Then, there were the extender seat belts. The seat fits just fine, but we have to dig out the part in center of car. Now, I can reach it with my injured hand and maybe push it together. I hope it is safe.

Finally, something that came that I declared I would never use. Only the ground wire carries a current. One will be surprised. 

I asked the vein specialist who said it would be great for me, that she uses one, too.

Today was a good day before and after I was with grumpy nurse. 

Do you ever use the seat belts that extend the seat?

Do you use a grounding mat? What size? Does it work?