Monday, May 12, 2008

Pretty Quiet Here.

I've been kind of busy with medical stuff the last couple of weeks. Nothing real serious, I've something wrong with my right shoulder. I believe it's the rotator cuff. This is, of course, compounded by the absolute inability of a doctor to listen to the patient. So I go to my family practice Doc and she, after having me
point out the problem, orders X-Rays. Now I have never claimed to be a medico, although once upon a time the girls could get me to play doctor, but even I know that muscles do not show up on an X-Ray. So I go to the X-Ray, then I go to the Orthopedic clinic. They, of course, don't have the X-Rays, my family practice nurse called me and said I have some arthritis in that shoulder but that would not cause that pain. I, as diplomatically as I was able told her that I told them when they ordered the X-Ray that it was a muscle problem and, oh, by the way, of COURSE I have arthritis, I'm old.

So the Orthopedist is sending me to get an MRI and then return. It's a sixty-odd mile round trip and I'm having to drive enough to start wanting to nag other people about their carbon footprint. I would, too, of only I could make these trips in a private jet.

Meanwhile I tell the Doc that what I need is a muscle relaxant, I've had these pains before. So, being such a good listener, he prescribes pain meds. Lord, I wanna hit him in the face with a sockful of sh, er um, sand. And aren't Orthopedists specialists in bones? This is a muscle problem.

Oh well. I'm going to be busy this week. It's not too late to get here for Eddie T. Dog's birthday party. I'm serving my famous bacon-cheese cornbread muffins. The dogs love them. Blogdaddy Harvey asked that I see how they taste to humans. Anyhow, Friday afternoon, Eddie will be two years old. It was day before yesterday that we brought him home at six weeks old. Now he's Momma's baby and Daddy's big boy.

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