And what a fun time it was. For the people in the waiting room anyway. I went to the orthopedic surgeon today, to see what's wrong with my shoulder, arm, and neck. When I got there, in the 95 degree waiting room, (why do stores and waiting rooms have to be so hot?) I started my 1 1/2 hour long wait for the doctor. Late from surgery they said. With my x-rays in hand from 3 weeks ago, I had my first stop in the x-ray room where the tech looked at the films. "We need more" she said, the ones that were taken weren't the right ones. "So slip your bra down on the left side, and we'll take some more pictures." OK, they were taken, turned out nice and clear she said, so go back out to the waiting room and the next exam room would be mine. I go back and take a seat, and wait...and wait...and wait...til my sugar started to drop. I go up to the receptionist, explain that I have to go to my car for a snack in case they call my name. "Sure" she said, so I turn around and open the door which is right next to the waiting room to go outside. Well surprise, wrong door!! I walk into an exam room where a half naked man is sitting on the table, in total shock at the intrusion. Right in plain site of everyone in the waiting room. Snickers could be heard as I told him "So sorry, wrong door." Well that was an awkward moment, and having to then walk back through the waiting room filled with patients to go to the exit which couldn't have been any bigger, after all the double doors were wide open! I come back in from eating my snack, and on the way through the room, I feel a little breezy. I realize I forgot to do up my bra on the left side!!! I went into the bathroom to see that yeah, it was really noticable, one boob up and one way down. Oh the humiliation! I pretend that nothing embarrasing has happened over the last 10 minutes and take my seat. It's then I realize, that the man in the exam room was privy to my lopsided breasts. My niece said I should have just pretended I worked there and asked him what I could do for him. All I could think was him saying "well I am past the breast feeding stage," So I finally get into the exam room, and wait...and wait...and wait... Finally the Dr.! He looked at my x-rays, and found my problem right away. A bone spur in my rotary cuff, one in my neck, a herniated disc in the 3rd vertabre in my neck that's put pressure on the nerve going down my arm, and severe arthritis in my neck and shoulder, along with tendonitis in my arm. No wonder I've been in so much pain! He orders up and MRI, therapy, an ultra-sound, a round of steroids, anti-inflamatories and pain killers, and a shot. The shot was surprisingly not bad at all, his P.A. is a pro. I didn't even know he had done it, he numbs the whole area first. Well after I'm done, I go back to the receptionist. I'm talking to her, she turns to her computer to type in the orders, and I started feeling faint. Without a word, I go outside since I didn't want to make a fool of myself anymore than I had, and when she turned around I was gone. Ken, not knowing to finish the business at the counter, grabbed my coat and followed me out. When we get home, there's a message on the answering machine: "Mrs. Nuske, I don't know what happened but you disappeared before I was done with you. Please come back for you prescriptions, and set up your therapy" Oh what a day. And I had already told everyone there that my niece Robyn and my daughter-in-law used to work there. Robyn said to me, "and I suppose this all happened after you told them we were related!? Sorry Robyn! You may not want to go visit for awhile!
Hi! I'm Chip! I'm the only dog in this house who isn't a rescue. Mom bought me from a really neat family who breeds Pomeranians, but does so to maintain the integrity of my breed. I'll be 2 in March. I'm very pampered, Dad says spoiled is a word only used when someone is ruined. I'm not! I'm very much loved by Mom and Dad both, and will sit on any one's lap that I know I can trust, and that they will love me back. Or at least make me feel that way! I know I'm the king pin around here, at least to all my siblings except Lucy when she's sleeping. Then I tip toe around her son not to wake her up. When Mom says "coffee" or "brother" I know I'm going next door to Robyn's to visit. When Mom went to buy me, Robyn and Becky, her nieces went with her. All three ended up buying a puppy, so I have the privilege of being raised with my brothers! My favorite thing to eat is anything that anyone will feed me. Mom watches though to be sure I'm not getting anything I shouldn't have. Or she tries to anyway! Next week, I get to go with her again to the Pawzaar, to get my picture taken with Santa. I love all the attention I get, since she works the sale I get to stay with her for the day! So I'm sure my Santa picture will be here next week!
