What a beautiful day - a veritable scorcher! (especially compared to what we have been used to. Thermal undies off and even fleece off. Is this a first, I ask myself? It was all of 13.5 Celsius sun shining, blue skies.
I refuse to think about the forecasts of rain to come.
Off to the Physio exercise programme again this morning, and into Kwik-Fit on the way home.
No, the wheel is not in yet.
This afternoon to my GP to discuss a number of issues but chiefly the falls. I went in to his surgery and said "God afternoon, and now is your cue to take a deep breath, sigh and say what is it THIS time?" He is always such a gentleman, although I did raise a smile with a description of the Meehan Streak cartoon that comment derives from.
He checked everything he should and went over my medications, and reckons that as much as can be done is being done. I explained that it was Occupational Therapy who referred me on to him. However he is going to refer me properly to the local Falls Responce Service, which means that they will have to visit and assess me and my flat. While I was there, we discussed another couple of issues that had concerned me, and I am afraid I rabitted on too long.
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2 comments:
wow! you hav a dr that talks to you. I call my gp "the supermarket" as all he does is give me 2seconds of talk and gives me some antibiotics usually. Fortunately my consultant (depending on which one i see) are much better and actually listen.
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In fact, I did not realise until I returned to the car that I must have in with him for almost half an hour.
Guilt, guilt.
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