As himself headed out into a normal day with wrecks, he dropped me off at the doctor’s office for the stress test.
Soon I was radioactive, drank tons of water, had pictures taken of my heart by a robot, walked a treadmill….poorly and as the slant grew I panted more than usual as not only do I not walk…I never walk uphill, and had more pictures taken by the robot again. Isn’t that exciting?
I was appalled over my panting…but they said nothing. They will call me and tell me everything else I need to know, and I can have my doctor fill out a form to clear my driver’s license.
Off to the bus only to discover the direction of the bus routes had changed, to discover the bathroom at CVS locked because of the homeless, to discover that there were no transfers any more from bus to bus, and that Horton Plaza was swarming with Swat Team members when I arrived. I dug out my camera, am I the only person who takes a camera to the doctor’s office, to shoot the fully restored and operational Balboa theater, only to be a bit frightened by the swat team guys. No girls.
I discovered that I don’t need to eat a whole burrito for lunch. I liked that discovery. And after a day in the sun, I discovered that even a much appreciated book couldn’t keep me awake once I was settled into my favorite chair.
Once I woke, I discovered I should always have my camera with me. The Holland American Line's Ryndam moved slowly past us during dinner by the bay, and I didn't get one single shot of her. And too, this morning I discovered I like having that side bar as a space to write things like I answered 58 emails last night, and this morning Lessa called to tell us she got her federal work/study grant. It brings her just to the poverty level....a discovery that made us laugh.
(EDIT): The SWAT team was there to exercise in the maze that's Horton Plaza, and this noon, I'm being given a ride to see Marion. This evening, we are off to visit a big convention and attend the opening meeting. We have discovered we like this sort of thing. Tomorrow, I can be found dancing while wearing chiffon, beads, and my hair being weird. But, oh boy will it be fun to go dancing even if I have to nap between dances. Yup, probably no blog until Monday.....when I will tell all.....