Things Wot We Did

[captainsblog]

Mostly, it was hey hey hey just an ordinary day. I did a morning workout. I went to the office for mail. I killed shit in the back yard. We finished a movie, and then watched the aftershow for Orphan Black's season finale.

Oh, and Eleanor was unconscious for close to two hours.

That worked out okay, too.  Today was her colonoscopy.  I drove her Up The Transit for her 9:45 rendezvous with diverticulosis.  I then hit every light you could hit on the way back to the workout joint, but I got a full session in despite being a few minutes late. Then I grabbed coffees for both of us on the way back north, and got back to the surgery place right on time. 

Procedure went fine for her. No polyps. And less waiting, along with friendlier surroundings and nicer staff and doctor, than the idjit who did us at the nearby horsepital five years ago.  I'll be scheduling my own with them on Monday.

After we'd been home for a bit, Eleanor went round the corner to chat with a neighbor who put a "for sale" sign on her house. It went under contract very quickly.  Turns out she's just moving locally, to a smaller townhouse which will be easier to maintain. Glad she'll still be around the general vicinity.

Both mother and child have already passed along their Fathers Day cards and gifts. Nice sentiments, and cool things to read.  I still have queasy recollections of my own father, but reminders like this help immensely.

Comments

[throbinson.livejournal.com]

The facility where we have our 'scopes (both ends) won't let the "driver" leave the facility while the patient is having the procedure. You have to promise you'll stay there the whole time, with the TV on the horrible daytime shows and no coffee.

And (insult to injury, but I guess it really does make sense) they don't let you bring food or drink in to the waiting area, out of courtesy to the people who are waiting to be called back for procedures and have been fasting.

[captainsblog.livejournal.com]

Neither this place, nor the horsepital that the previous guy used, made the driver stay. But if they're going to make that rule, I'm all for the no-goodies rule for the drivers; it seemed cruel having to sit there for two hours while the accompanists were slogging down coffee and donuts.

FWIW, I religiously checked my cell phone every couple of minutes while I was away to be sure things were OK.