A Day on the Town
Today Mom got up at 7:30 because she knew she had to fast before her blood draw. We went to Danville to Dr. Aumiller’s office where they took her blood (we had stopped at Wal-mart first to drop off her film). Then we went into Lexington to St. Joe Office Park. She ate her breakfast and took her meds on the way. We were given the wrong building and office number, but we finally found Dr. Martin’s office where we were to get an xray and then find out if they were going to take fluid out from below Mom’s lung. Well, the xray tech was not there (no doctors were either) so we got orders to go downstairs, get the xray, bring the film back upstairs, and wait to see a PA who told us that indeed her diaphragm was up too high, and she had to continue to exercise her lungs by sucking on her little pipe thing (we call it her hookah), but that it was too risky to take any fluid out now since her stomach was up near where the needle would go in. They asked us to come back in two weeks for another xray. Well that got Mom hopping, and now she is determined to use here hookah EVERY HOUR ON THE HOUR so that she can expand her diaphragm back to where it should be. Then we went in a torrential downpour that lasted about one minute to the car, stopped at Wild Oats to have lunch, and then drove to Stanford where I had to sign a contract about selling some land. Since we had done so well, we treated ourselves to chocolate malts at the best sody fountain in the universe in a pharmacy on Main in Stanford. Now she is sleeping and I only tell you all this to remind you of where she was three weeks ago, and how far she has come. PRAISE HIM!