After pushing hard to cover the 1,050 miles between Mission, Texas and Tucson, Arizona, I made it to the V.A. hospital yesterday only to spend four hours getting almost nothing accomplished. Hurry up and wait.
I had to go to the lab and get blood work done before anything else could happen, and the place was packed. I took a number and waited. And waited. And waited some more. Finally they called my number, did their thing, and sent me upstairs to the clinic where my doctor is located.
She wasn’t available, and they said it would be the end of April before I could get in. So much for scheduling. Meanwhile, I’m out of all of my medications, and can’t get prescriptions refilled until the doctor authorizes them. I’m supposed to call back today to see if she had a chance to go over the lab reports and where I stand on that.
Meanwhile, I have some other issues that need addressed, but that can’t happen until my doctor speaks to me and authorizes them. And I have no idea when that will happen. Grrr… frustrating!
While I was gone, Miss Terry took advantage of the time to give our motorhome a thorough cleaning. Last year the good folks at Dyson sent us a DC31 handheld rechargeable vacuum to evaluate, and Miss Terry loves it. For quick cleanups around the RV, it can’t be beat. It’s small, powerful, and does the job very well. But to clean the whole carpet required getting on her hands and knees.
A while back she spotted a Dyson C35 Multi-floor cordless vacuum, which seems to be a similar product, with a wand and floor brush, and I bought it for her. Terry says it’s another hit, and I doubt very much if she will ever use the central vac built into our Ultimate Advantage again. The pair of Dysons are her new tools of choice.
About 5 p.m. we drove over to my cousin Bev’s apartment to visit with her for a while, and had dinner at Lucky Wishbone, my favorite fast food restaurant of all time. Famous for their chicken, steak fingers, and shrimp, Lucky Wishbone has been a Tucson tradition since 1952.
Back at Bev’s place, we visited for a while, but my eyes were getting heavy and I was finding it difficult to keep up my end of the conversation, so about 8 p.m. we said our goodbyes and headed back to the fairgrounds. We spent the rest of the evening watching TV and I got the blog written, and then I was ready to head for bed.
Hopefully today I’ll at least get the prescription problem handled, and with any luck at all, maybe at least get to speak to my doctor for a moment. Unless the V.A. schedules something for me before then, we plan to leave Tucson tomorrow and go to Apache Junction, where I’ll finish the new issue of the Gypsy Journal, and Terry can have some time with her parents and sisters, before we leave for Yuma for our rally.
Thought For The Day – Nobody on their deathbed ever said “Gee, I wish I had worked more overtime.”