It astounds me that doctors can get away with over-scheduling patients like that. It’s like airlines over-booking flights. Do they think that with any luck a few people will just DIE?
Oh well. That’s over and now we are getting a referral to Mayo Clinic. There’s a branch (franchise?) in Jacksonville.
And the good news is that my husband is in excellent health in all regards except for whatever it is that’s going on with his legs and feet and the neurologist has absolutely no clue about what that is and thus, the referral.
After the appointments I still had to run by Publix and so my whole day is off-kilter. I’m such a creature of habit that things like this throw me off terribly. I have become way too inflexible and I know it. I’m the sort of person who has to have the pages in my browser window arranged just so. I suppose there’s no real problem with this. I don’t think I have any sort of obsessive/compulsive disorder although I’m sure that these ritual orders of chores and schedule and pages are my way of controlling my world as best I can and they offer a sense of security.
They also serve to keep my anxiety in control.
And as such, they have value.
It is horribly hot and muggy again. The air is just thick with humidity. Walking across a parking lot feels like walking underwater, limbs slowed by the outside forces. It’s enough to make a saint cranky and I am no saint.
This is a pretty worthless blog post. I’m sure I’ve written worse. A few more hours of being up and busy and then it will be time to crawl into my cool sheets with my fan blowing on me to read for a little while and then to tumble into my dreams. I hope they are not horrible tonight.
Let’s all sleep in peace.