It just keeps going wrong.
MOM -
We took mom to have the leg scan – again – at the same doctor's office this past Saturday. She had a 1 pm appointment and was suppose to be there 15 minutes before. Husband was concerned about parking as it has been a problem when we have gone during the week and we figured that Saturday would be even more crowded. There is free valet parking – but we don't valet park our cars so that would be of no help.
During the week before this appointment we had taken mom to the doctor who will change her pacemaker for a presurgery check. She came up a bit anemic at same and the scheduling of her procedure for same was up in the air. One thing that will help determine if they can do it is this scan. We arrived at the doctor's office at 12:30 pm – we found the parking lot strangely mostly empty – this had us concerned. Since there was room we got mom out of the car and into her wheelchair at the parking space and wheeled her towards the door which goes directly into the doctor's waiting room. The room had minimal lights on, no one there, and looked completely closed. Just to be sure I opened the door to the examining rooms and yelled in “hello?”. No answer. The other side of the waiting is for a different doctor – it was just as dark. The hall light to the rest of the building was on. I started to panic – I had in my appointment book to pick mom up at 11:45 to get her there on time – was that a mistake? Were we suppose to be there at 11:45? There is another door into the building which has a desk and I said I would go there – husband suggested that walking out and then back into the building was a shorter route, so I left him with mom and did so.
When I went in the other door there was a desk with what appeared to be a female receptionist and there was a man in a security guard's uniform. I explained to the woman - she stared at me and pointed towards the security guard. I went to his side of the desk and repeated my story – though he should have heard it the first time. He told me that no one was there – most offices closed by 1 pm and the doctor mom is seeing closes at noon so he had no idea of why we had a 1 pm appointment. He also 31 B. I asked what that meant. He told me to go up the hall to room 31 B and ask there. I went to same and told the man behind a reception desk there the same story. He knew nothing either. (This is a building run by a hospital group – and all the doctors in are involved with same.) I headed back to mom and husband to say that we were leaving.
When I got back to them husband told me that a patient had walked through, seen them, told him to sign my mother in and someone will come. He did so. He had as much trouble with sign in computer tablet as I had at past visits and he had told me that I was crazy that I had problems. We waited. Husband saw movement in the offices on the other side of the waiting room, opened the door and yelled in. A woman came out. We explained. She was confused as to why we would have an appointment at this time – I showed her the page we had been given and she took it, went away, and came back and said that the tech would come shortly for us. Ah, at least someone was there to do the scan. Nice man came and took us – I was able to stay with mom – and did the scan. This surprised me – the office staff had told me that the woman who does the scan is only there Wednesday and some Saturdays – and he was not definitively not a woman.
We then all went out for lunch at Wendys.
I then heard from my sister – after we had taken mom back to her apartment – about the anemia and the procedure might or might not be done this week. I later heard from my sister again that there was a “Catch 22” over mom's procedure. Since she was anemic the (good) doctor could not do the procedure unless he knew why she was anemic. To do this he needed to have endoscopy and another similar procedure done. The doctor who would do same would not so unless the doctor who wanted them signed off that it was safe to do – which he could not do without seeing the results of the procedures.
Mom has now been in the hospital for 5 days with tests being done and hopefully she will have the pacemaker changed sometime this coming week.
HUSBAND -
We assembled his new loom and warped it (put on the long threads to weave through). He has been using it on a small table he bought for same. He decided that he needs a stand for the loom so he can access the underside of it for some of the things he needs to do. The loom cost US$145, the stand that is made for it costs US$100. You can see why he did not buy the stand. He decided he will make a stand – he is also an accomplished woodworker with a comprehensive workshop in our detached garage. We went out yesterday (Tuesday) to buy the stuff to make the stand – but we had gone in our car and he decided that the wood he needed would not fit in the car. So today we went back in our van to buy the wood. It was raining and while he paid for the wood I got the car and drove it under the overhang to keep the wood dry.
When we arrived home and went to put the wood in the detached garage, husband went into the house for the extra key ring he has (and I have one also) with the keys to the garage and our sheds so that we don't have carry them all the time. He then put the wood in large garbage bags to keep them dry. When he got to the garage – the out buildings key ring was missing. I ran in and got mine and we put the wood away. We then spent about 20 minutes looking for the missing keys – he was getting sicker and sicker.
VAN -
As I drove up at the store to pick up him and the lumber he heard terrible sounds coming from the van. As we drove home I telephoned our mechanic – who is no longer surprised when I make these calls – we go there for repairs on one or another of the vehicles seemingly weekly lately. When he could not find the keys husband was getting more and more upset and excited – as he knew we had to get to the mechanic before he closed. I finally convinced him to drop off the van and then come home and look more. We told the mechanic if he found the keys to let us know.
HUSBAND – AGAIN -
We kept looking at home. To me, the keys to our house were not included so we would find the keys or we would replace the locks. He envisioned someone finding the keys and going into the garage and taking all of his large power tools and taking the mowers and the snow blower, etc. from the sheds. I tried to convince that we would notice someone emptying the garage of major power tools – and with a car in front of the garage it would hard, but he was too upset. We checked everywhere in the house – I even took all of the dirty laundry out of the laundry bag. He finally got himself so sick – he had to go to bed.
I kept looking, sure that I would find them and make him feel better. I went back outside – something he does not like me to do without telling him and I did not. I looked around - kicked the piles of leaves again, etc. I was heading to where the van had been parked, figuring now that it was clear there, I might find the keys there. I had put on an old pair of slip on sneakers. As I walked towards where the van had been parked I stepped on something. I was about to keep walking, when it dawned on me to see what I had stepped on – there they were – THE KEYS. By this time he was too sick to appreciate them, but was happy that they were found. We had a small dinner and then he went back up to sleep.
VAN – AGAIN -
In the interim our mechanic called. Problem is what he feared it might be – need a new catalytic converter - $1400! I told him to go ahead. I have not told husband yet and will do so tomorrow morning. That will get him sick all over again.
FINANCES -
We are missing 4 credit union statements (from same credit union). Our credit union (functions as a member owned bank for those who might not know) decided to change their name and theme – to ones that are awful is as is the “puke green” (per my husband) that will be their logo color from now on. The account statements went out late – even though they did not change. We receive one each as a member, one each for our retirement accounts, and I receive one for my embroidery group as treasurer of same. 4 of them go to our PO Box – we had changed all 5 to same, but one was changed back to our home address. We changed the address to our PO Box as we have been having, ironically, problems with delivery of mail at our home. We received the statement which comes to the house, we have not received the others. I have been calling and screaming at credit union employees about this.
Last night I was paying bills and noticed on my computer accounting software that we had a credit card that we should have a statement for – that should have gone out 3 days before to be paid a week in advance, but I had no statement. I looked and looked. I checked that I had not paid it and forgotten. I then looked and the charge slips that match to it were never matched up – so we never received it. I telephoned the charge card company, reported the lost statement, got the balance due (in full) and the mailing address and paid the bill with a letter – they will send a copy of the statement. When I saw the date the statement had been mailed it hit me that the statement and the missing credit union statements should have come to us about the same time. I wrote up the info to speak to someone at the post office when we went there today – it was pouring and I left the letter in the car, so I will do so tomorrow. If I did not keep my bills to pay organized, I never would have noticed this.
THOUGHT OF THE WEEK -
This has to stop sometime – right?
The house is getting more and more disorganized.
Things are started to get lost.
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