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vanillafluffyOkay, the short version, since the techno-gods have conspired against me:
Tuesday, Gastroenterology. Consult so I can get pre-surgical endoscopy and colonoscopy done.
Wednesday, Bariatrics: Discussion of what I still need to get done. In addition to above procedures, lab work and headshrinking.
Thursday, Cardiology: Chemical stress test, which I passed with flying colors, go me. I now have my cardiac clearance for surgery, which is a big hurdle. Really not as stressful as all the horror stories I've heard make it out to be. Granted, everyone is different, but I felt fine the whole way through.
Friday: Almost had a kitchen table--saw one in the pix for an estate sale, but GK went and looked at it, and it was bigger than my kitchen. Not to mention waaay more than I was prepared to pay even if it had been what I need. *sigh* I'm so tired of that damned card table!
Complete change of subject--Was reading an online article about remakes of series, most of which I didn't watch to begin with, but it got me thinking....
I'd like to see a reboot of "Green Acres". This time, though, instead of being middle-aged, Oliver and Lisa would be millennials. It would be more relevant, and it would still be one helluva fish-out-of-water comedy. Oliver, you see, is a hipster who got tired of paying outrageous prices for organic produce at Whole Paycheck, so he decides to turn the tables, return to the land and grow his own. Meanwhile, Lisa is a Goth princess-type--think Lily Munster with an iPhone--who is absolutely aghast at landing in Hooterville, which not only doesn't have any nightlife, they don't even have Starbucks. Oh, the horror! The locals are divided between helpful and hostile. Oliver isn't sure who to trust when it comes to farming advice--it's more complicated than he thought!--and Lisa has similar problems with gossipy neighbors. Recycle the old theme song with a revved-up track by Flogging Molly, and away we go!
Is that all? I think that's all. The version that got swallowed whole was more garrulous, but this will do. Love to all, and have a good week.
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Tuesday, Gastroenterology. Consult so I can get pre-surgical endoscopy and colonoscopy done.
Wednesday, Bariatrics: Discussion of what I still need to get done. In addition to above procedures, lab work and headshrinking.
Thursday, Cardiology: Chemical stress test, which I passed with flying colors, go me. I now have my cardiac clearance for surgery, which is a big hurdle. Really not as stressful as all the horror stories I've heard make it out to be. Granted, everyone is different, but I felt fine the whole way through.
Friday: Almost had a kitchen table--saw one in the pix for an estate sale, but GK went and looked at it, and it was bigger than my kitchen. Not to mention waaay more than I was prepared to pay even if it had been what I need. *sigh* I'm so tired of that damned card table!
Complete change of subject--Was reading an online article about remakes of series, most of which I didn't watch to begin with, but it got me thinking....
I'd like to see a reboot of "Green Acres". This time, though, instead of being middle-aged, Oliver and Lisa would be millennials. It would be more relevant, and it would still be one helluva fish-out-of-water comedy. Oliver, you see, is a hipster who got tired of paying outrageous prices for organic produce at Whole Paycheck, so he decides to turn the tables, return to the land and grow his own. Meanwhile, Lisa is a Goth princess-type--think Lily Munster with an iPhone--who is absolutely aghast at landing in Hooterville, which not only doesn't have any nightlife, they don't even have Starbucks. Oh, the horror! The locals are divided between helpful and hostile. Oliver isn't sure who to trust when it comes to farming advice--it's more complicated than he thought!--and Lisa has similar problems with gossipy neighbors. Recycle the old theme song with a revved-up track by Flogging Molly, and away we go!
Is that all? I think that's all. The version that got swallowed whole was more garrulous, but this will do. Love to all, and have a good week.
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Date: 2018-03-01 03:00 pm (UTC)The A-fib didn't show up until after my old primary put me on Z-pack antibiotics for last year's bronchitis--I read an article after the fact that that's sometimes a side-effect. (Before that, my cardiologist had run assorted tests because I had a pulse like a hummingbird--130-140 bpm--but she admitted that the tempo was spot on. No A-fib at all.)
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Date: 2018-03-01 03:28 pm (UTC)My husband has idiopathic peripheral neuropathy -- like a diabetic, but they can find no cause for it. He said Lyrica works better than Gabepentin, but our insurance will not pay for Lyrica. They tried him once on Cymbalta, the anti-depressant, for nerve pain, but he said its nickname of "Cymbarfa" is well-earned since it made him sick to his stomach.