Enough with this sitting at home nonsense. Today, I had Mrs. Rootchopper’s car towed to a mechanic to have its electrical system fixed. I followed in my son’s car.
After that I went to the drug store for a couple of prescriptions. I lost 1/2 of my blood thinning pills somehow. I think they probably got swept up in post-Christmas kitchen table cleaning and are now somewhere in the landfill in Lorton. It’s kind of important that I get some more. The pharmacy has called and faxed the prescribing doctor to no avail. The doctor specifically warned me not to miss a dose and said I should let him know if I misplace any of the pills. I have three left, enough to get through Thursday morning.
Tomorrow I get three bites at this apple. I will call the prescribing doctor myself and explain the situation. Later in the morning, I am going to see my personal doctor. Maybe he can fix this. My final option is to simply fill the follow-up prescription, which is a different dosage. I think I can tweak the timing so I get through the next week without a calamity. Good thing it’s only a life threatening situation. American medicine really is effed up.
After the pharmacy, I refueled my car. What the heck? Oh yeah. I don’t do this very often. I didn’t even remember which side of the car the gas tank was on.
Next up was the hospital. As I was being discharged, a doctor told me I’d need an MRI and that this would be arranged for me. That was 10 days ago. I haven’t heard from the MRI facility. I have no idea which doctor is submitting the order. In fact, the hospital didn’t give me a list of which doctors saw me. After walking all over the damned place huffing and puffing all the while, I found medical records. They gave me a list of specialists. I am sure the list in incomplete but it’s a start.
After all this was over, I put the expiration sticker on my son’s car license plate. Only one stuck. So tomorrow I get to go to the DMV to get a replacement. We’re having fun now.
Back inside the house I started to read my book (Beartown by Fredrik Backman) Mrs. Rootchopper came home and fell asleep in a comfy chair. Now I know I am getting better. Despite the fact that I had a pretty normal day of running around from one place to the next, I managed not to need a nap.
I am also pretty consistently hitting above 2,000 ml on the spirometer.
I think this is a pretty boring blog post. After all the drama, boring is good.
A Few Spokes Shy of a Wheel 
My son and I are considering riding the Bike DC event in May. The reviews are kind of sketchy and I figured who better but a local could convince me to do the ride. I have done the 5 Boroughs many times and may do it again, unless this is better. What do you think?
DC Bike Ride is closed to traffic. Less than 30 miles, many on freeways. It’s a pretty big event. The course may change again this year. I’d only do it for the social aspect. 5 Boro is much longer. Longer still is the 50 States Ride in DC. It’s hard. It takes all day. But you see the entire city. Go to WABA.org for details.
Thanks. I’ll check out WABA
Fair warning. The 50 States takes all day, and feels like 100 miles rather than 62. But you’ll see the entire city which is worth the pain.
Doctor visits are such a headache for me, bless you for staying consistent. I suppose sometimes there is no other option.
Lotsa docs on my horizon. It is what it is.