What a day.
I ended up taking one and a half of my three- year old Ativans before I got to the appointment. That's only .75 of a milligram but that's a lot for me.
Did it help?
Oh, who knows?
I cried when the sweet nurse guy came in to get my vitals. Get this- he doesn't say, "Step up on the scale," he says, "Would you mind stepping on the scale?"
Of course I didn't want to but I did. Respect, y'all. We all need it. My blood pressure was high. This is expected. They don't freak out. The nurse said, "Well, I'm sure that Dr. Z. will retake it before you leave after he does his magic.
And he did and it had dropped considerably.
My bloodwork results had not made it to the office yet so I could be dying anyway but everything else seems okay. He never makes me get in a paper gown, he just has this magical way of getting me up on the table and doing a quick exam of the important things that I don't even remember after he's done them. The man has a gift.
I cried in front of him, too. He doesn't laugh at me. He knows this is a serious situation for me. But he is so kind and so caring. And unless something weird turns up on the bloodwork, I don't have to go back for another year.
After I left I did a little pre-hurricane shopping. I was not the only one. None of us really know at this point what effect the storm is going to have on us. But for now, Ian is a category 2 storm and is definitely going to impact a lot of people. Right now it would appear that it is going to take a more easterly course as it approaches Florida, which would put in near Tampa. My trusted meteorologist posted this after the five o'clock update.
He made me a grandmother. He gave me my grandmother name.