77 F/ 25 C
Another early
morning foray into the
E.R for some help
~carliewired
I took my sad and sorry feet back to the hospital early this morning. I had to find coins for the parking meter as my credit card was cancelled due to fraudulent activity. I parked in the parkade, finished my hasty breakfast there and downed my morning pills. Then I shuffled through the long, arduous route to the E.R. (down in the elevator, across the foot bridge, another elevator, down a corridor, through automatic doors, passed the cafeteria and lobby, another convoluted hallway, another elevator, then a twisty, narrow corridor to intake)
Once I had my wristband, I sat in a chilly hallway for 2 hours until my name was called to come into the E.R. I heard that there was only one doctor on duty there this morning so I was expecting a longer wait.
I sat in a cubicle with my feet propped up. I was so cold I had to ask for a blanket. (Already wearing jeans and a sweatshirt)
Another new-to-me doctor appeared. He listened to my history, then ordered an x-ray of my right foot. I shuffled along on the line taped to the floor that took me to the x-ray department. A lovely young female technician had it all done and dusted in a few minutes, then I was shuffling back the way I came in.
When the doctor came back to me, he wrote me another prescription for anti-biotics and recommended I see a podiatrist. He noted my arthritic, 'fragile' bones that I need to take care of.
At 10:15 I was driving out of the parkade into the rain on my way to my pharmacy. I'd left a quilted heart in the parkade.
I dropped off my prescription, then picked up a coffee and a bran muffin.
I will have to go back for my prescription this afternoon after some sleep.
It's a rather dismal, wet day so I'm not missing much out there.
*** I've used an app on my cell phone called Paper Artist. The effect is Sketch.
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