Thursday, July 25, 2013
Recently 2hamsdiet advised me:
"I have a friend that made a list of those things she kept
putting off. Then would pick the top 4 for one week. Then
promised herself to work on each one for at least 1/2 hour
every day. She found once she got started she worked longer
and then felt like she reached her goal even though it wasn't
I haven't yet addressed the big issues, but, with errands that
have been lurking about for a week or so, I made a list a
small doable goals for today:
__Send a birthday card to my niece.
__Give my flowers a Miracle Grow feeding.
__Get a haircut.
__Measure fabric acquired from rummage sale.
__Do stretching exercises.
All of these got done except for the haircut. I set an
appointment to get it done on Saturday. Up to early
afternoon, it felt like a good day.
Then we left for the urologist appointment. Google maps said
that it would take us twenty minutes to get there, so we
allowed 40 minutes because we weren't precisely sure where
this office was located. The first intersection we got to was
blocked, although it wasn't marked as a detour. We live in a
neighborhood that is bisected by railroad tracks. There are no
roads that cross it. So, we had to drive a mile south to the
next intersection to get around it, and then follow a parallel
route for a while and then come back to the original street. As
we took off in the wrong direction, both of us realized that we
had left our cell phones at home, so there could be no calls
telling the office, if we should end up running late.
We arrived at the destination with more than ten minutes to
spare. But then we weren't sure which building of the
"campus" we were supposed to go to. We went north; it
didn't look right. We went south and entered a building; it
didn't look like I remembered it. (I had gone through all this
several years ago.) Finally, we were able to ask for help and
were directed to the adjacent building. Got on the elevator
and arrived at suite 420 just at 1:30. Woo hoo! Or so we
It turns out that the ER personnel had misdirected us and the
doctor with whom we had an appointment was downtown, a
full half hour away.
Back in the car and off we went.
Arrived at the new office without any further misdirection.
I'm glad, though, that before we left Office #1, I requested a
physical address for Office #2. Also glad that the receptionist
at Office #1 called and insisted that they see us today.
But, here is a little piece of serendipity. WH's sister, KW, was
in the waiting room for a gastroenterology appointment. We
explained our presence there, briefly and then she was called
for her time. We sat around and then WH was called in. KW
came out and we chatted until WH was back out.
We're not through with the medical profession yet. Turns
out, there is a mass in one of his kidneys. The odds against it
being cancer are high, since he has never smoked. So, a week
from tomorrow, he will go in for a biopsy. They will go in
through the urethra and up to the kidney, where they will be
able to snip off a microscopic sample. Doesn't that sound
Until all of this is resolved, it would be unwise to make the
big plans. However, I enjoyed my success today with the
small plans. So, I will make goals one-day-at-a-time. And
maybe that is the way we should live our lives, anyway