I hope you’re all doing well today.
Here, I’m recovering from having spent the morning at the doctor’s office getting my two-year wellness physical.
I’d scheduled it early in the morning, so to Campbell’s dismay I had to leave shortly after our morning walk and his breakfast. Though I made certain to have plenty of time for his morning’s sniff fest and conversation with his neighborhood doggy friends, his breakfast and banana, I did not allow enough time for a proper play session after, and this had him chasing hard on my heels with the tennis ball we’d found along our way in his mouth which he all but threw at me as I went out the door to catch the van leaving the ball bouncing just inside and him looking after with what I’m sure was a piteous frown on his face saying, “Mom! You told me we’d play with my souvenir! Where are you going?”
Just as I walked down the front walk and opened the gate to step out the KATS (Kingsport Area Transit System) Door to Door van pulled up and I climbed aboard and after paying the driver buckled into my seat for the short ride.
Once there I made my way into the elevator with the driver’s help and then, as the door closed things began to go slightly astray.
First, I wasn’t quite sure where the buttons for operating the thing were. It dawned on me I’d not been there without help since Campbell had stopped working. Whenever Campbell was with me, thanks to my teaching him how to find and alert to elevator buttons I never had to wonder because he always nosed them for me.
Finally, after feeling round inside for a moment or two I managed to find them and to my pleasant surprise they were marked with Braille.
“Oh, thanks be. At least I’ll be able to find the right floor.” I cheered to myself as I pressed the button for my doctor’s floor.
When the door opened there was someone there to greet me. She was stopping everyone before they entered the office to take their temperature and as she scanned mine, I asked, “What if someone is here due to illness? I mean if they’re sick wouldn’t you expect them to maybe be running a fever?”
“Yes, but at that point we’ve got some very specific questions to ask and then we will take them straight to a room where they’ll be seen. By the way?” She asked. “You’re not having any issues with lots of coughing, unexplained fevers, or breathing problems of any kind, are you?”
“No.” I answered. “Other than needing to get these recertification papers for the Door to Door van service filled out and my two-year checkup done, I’m fit as a fiddle.”
“Great, come this way and we’ll get you signed in.”
Once I was signed in and in my seat, I felt much relieved. Other than the few moments of uncertainty when entering the elevator things had gone more smoothly than I’d anticipated so far and I was hopeful the rest of the morning would as well.
While I waited, I slipped in my earbuds so I could read a book I had downloaded to my Kindle app on my phone and soon was lost within its pages.
After a while I heard my name called and once I’d shown the nurse the proper way to guide me I was off for my exam.
Other than the doctor’s scales disagreeing with mine the first part went well, and in fact my blood pressure was so good that the nurse remarked that it hadn’t been that low in quite some time.
“We were wondering this morning while going over patient’s charts for the day how you were doing now that you’d gone off your blood pressure medication.” She said as she readied to fill out the paperwork for the remainder of my exam and the application for my recertification for KATS.
“I’ve been exercising and walking in the morning and evenings and making sure to drink lots of water and I’ve also limited myself to three cups of coffee each day and only one or two servings of soda per week.” I told her as I settled in to wait for the doctor.
“Well, it looks like you’re doing a good job. I’m sure the doctor will be pleased.”
With that she left and before long the doctor arrived, and it turned out he was quite pleased with my blood pressure and though my weight bothered him a bit he could see the difference in my body in other ways.
He commented on my increase in balance, the complete regaining of motion in both arms and shoulders, and the ease with which I stood from the chair without so much as touching the arms.
“It’s evident you’ve been working on your body.” He praised. “Keep that up. The weight will go in time.”
Once the lab work he requested was done and I’d scheduled a three-month recheck I was out the door and, on my way back downstairs to wait on the bench outside in the sun.
The morning was nice, and I enjoyed reading another chapter of my book after calling my ride to come back and before I knew it, they were there, and I was headed back home.
All in all, it’s been a great day and I’m relieved to have that ordeal over.
I admit I was a bit nervous about going to a medical facility, but they did seem to be taking plenty of precaution and life must go on.
When I came through the backdoor it was evident that Campbell was over his snit with me and happy to go back out for another walk and then finally, he had his game of ball.
Now, he’s snoozing and I’m getting ready for a nap in my recliner.
Everyone have a great day and remember it’s up to you to make it that way. So, make it a great one.
Patty L. Fletcher
Self-Published Author and Social Media Promotional Assistant
Website: http://www.campbellsworld.wordpress.com/ .
Food For Thought
We all are the Light, automatically. So we really don’t have to go too much further than that. We all have a Light within us – it is the Soul; it is that spark of God, of the Divine, that activates our consciousness.
Source: New Day Herald website