Yesterday was
filled with anxiety generating events, which took place at Mountain Home VA
hospital.
The time has
come to evaluate a set of physical symptoms; and to rule out or confirm a
diagnosis. I took Gloria along yesterday,
as two sets of ears can be a very good thing when one set doesn’t function all
that well.
At present, I’m
waiting for results on an ECG and have a echocardiogram scheduled for
October. The Dermatology clinic will get
their bit of flesh at year’s end. The
major concern will be dealt with by a neurologist when that service has an
opening.
The initial
benefit from yesterday’s appointment is the replacement of a prescribed
Lidocaine ointment with difficult to obtain, from VA’s formulary, Lidoderm
patches that may allow a better degree of pain control for my neck and
shoulders.
I have an
appointment tomorrow PM with the PTSD clinic that I need to reschedule so that
I can go with Gloria to her appointment. I’ve been trying to reach the PTSD
office for several hours with no success.
There’s a comic routine and two novellas ready to spring from that
sentence.
The morning’s
rain has managed to dislodge the urge to parody The Fantastics. Who knows which old standard from the 1950s
will insinuate its way into my grey matter and spawn the next series of bad
plays on words and puns.
Loki is
happy. There are squirrels approaching
the rear deck bird feeders again. She
gets to watch, guard, and bark at their predations. She has purpose again.
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