Doctor appointment x 2

 I am doing the teacher summer thing and trying to get as many appointments knocked out as possible.

I had two doctor appointments yesterday.  First, I saw my primary care doctor.  I have sort of an unreasonable grudge against him since he was the one who first told me my bloodwork was suspicious.  Adam said he was glad my doctor noticed.

I am too.  It's not his fault I have cancer.  My irrational side feels differently about it.

I was also sort of bugged that he was so sympathetic and mournful.  He asked, "How are you?!?  You have been through so much!"

When people act like that, it makes me feel like I am really sick and meanwhile I am over here trying to act like I am not.

Otherwise, it was fine.

Except they drew blood and let me just say that over the past year I have had a lot of blood drawn and this lady has a thing or two to learn.  It hurt and I have a huge red blistery looking mark on my arm.

All phlebotomists are not created equally.

I went to the eye doctor in the afternoon.  My eye was pretty inflamed last time I went, so he wanted me to come back in a month.  I have described before how relaxing and chill my doctor's office waiting room is.  I used to think the receptionist must go home feeling like she just had a massage.

Yesterday was not like that.  I sat there in my chair, reading while I waited for my turn and overheard some of the chaos.  A man was struggling to communicate and then the receptionist switched to Spanish and all was well.  It is impressive when people can do that!

There was a phone call and I heard the receptionist calmly say, "Well, where are you now?"

Being periodically interrupted, She gave directions to the office from the freeway.  There was a pause and she asked, "Are you going north or south on the freeway?"  Another pause.  She asked, "What can you see outside?"

It was quickly occurring to me that maybe the receptionist didn't have such a tranquil job after all.

An older couple came in.  The man was hobbling along with a cane so he sat down and his wife went to the counter.  She was a loud talker and when the receptionist asked for their insurance card, she hollered over at her husband, "Do you have your wallet?"

An equally loud talker, he yelled back, "You said I didn't need to bring my wallet."

She confirmed she had said that.  The receptionist in her soothing classical music radio DJ voice said that it was fine, and they could call later with the insurance information.

The woman asked the receptionist if she had a co-payment.  The receptionist said, "When I have your card information, I can tell you."

The woman gave her husband a resentful look and said, "We don't have the insurance card."

The man yelped, "You told me I didn't need to bring my wallet!"

The receptionist tried to reassure them that it was all going to be OK.  The woman went to sit by her husband and they were still arguing about the wallet situation when I was called back.

My eye was looking good so my doctor told me to keep on keeping on.

Otherwise it was a get caught up on all the things week.  Kim and I both bought vibration plates during Amazon Prime Day sales.  They are supposed to help women of a certain age with bone density and balance.  We had decided that was us.  We are on a preventative quest.  When we walk in the morning we've been comparing notes.  We might just have the balance to walk a tightrope when we are in our 80s.