5/28/22  

Today is Saturday.  I should have written earlier, but I just didn't.  I went to the pulmonologist on Tuesday and passed my breathing test.  He didn't find any issues with my chest x-ray, either, but he said he really can't see too much in those.  I told him I'm having an MRI in a week or so, so he was good with that.  Then they sprang a pop quiz on me.  I had no time to study and I considered it a cheap shot.  I was monitored during a 6-minute walk, however, I couldn't finish and only walked 5 minutes.  My hips gave out and I nearly dropped.  He poked around my hips and I wanted to slap him.  He said I had syxhigihnahod bursitis.  (I could only read the word 'bursitis' on the note.)  He told me to go see my internist to get some injections.  I did that on Thursday.  She said she'd call an orthopedic surgeon and get me an appointment for the injections.  They don't sound like much fun, but I'm ready.  I think.  Maybe.  Perhaps.  Anyway, I had blood work done, but now it's the weekend and I won't get any news till Tuesday.  It's not like the cancer center.  They take 20 minutes to get results.

I would like to say that after hearing a few airport horror stories from some of you, I don't feel so bad about my experience this past week.  Now I feel sorry for you.

David and I bought new furniture for the den yesterday.  He is in town picking it up now.  He'll have to make 2 trips in his truck.  I thought I'd make use of the time while I was waiting for the new stuff, so I cleaned up the house a bit.  After I vacuumed the den, I thought I'd better check the bottom of his recliner, the Archie Bunker chair.  There's always money and sometimes a pocketknife or some other treasure.  This time there was, (what appeared to be), a very large snake.  It was staring at me when I put my hand in there to feel around.  After, I changed my shorts, I looked in the other side and I could tell it was dead.  It's wrapped around the bottom of his chair.  I will inform David upon his return.  He'll probably wonder why I'm clutching my chest when he walks through the door anyway.  When he pulls it out, we'll be able to tell how long it is.  His chair.  His snake.

Tomorrow is my grandson's 6th birthday, so we'll have some company  for a few days.  I'm SO looking forward to it!  I hope everyone's Memorial Day weekend is just as delightful as mine is going to be.

No funny today since everyone's probably still laughing at the snake story.  You just can't make this stuff up.


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