Three Days in One Day of Blogging

 

I dressed for a doctor's appointment on Wednesday, thinking it was all I needed to fit in.  Turns out I was three times as effective in getting out and getting things done.  Since I don't actually hunt (I  walk behind those who hunt with Frankie), never deer when I do go, and the entire hunting/camo aesthetic is so not me, I am always looking for a way to wear my field pants.  In a more fashionable nod to hunting, I paired the pants with a silk houndstooth shirt.  The clunky boots helped deal with the fact that the pants are a little long when I am not wearing muck boots.  These are actually the Walmart Time & True brand -- and 100% leather, so I really like them. So did the aid who let me take them off to be weighed.  In fact, she complimented my outfit. A success!

I paired the ensemble with gold and pearls, just to elevate it a bit.  And don't you know a little elevation was in order! We needed to fit in an appointment with our financial advisors before Tommy retires, and the only slot open was soon after my doctor's appointment. The plan was for just Tommy to go. Luckily, I was done in time to attend too.  The meeting went really well.  They put my mind at rest, letting me know they'd pulled all my funds out of the market before things started to go wild, and everything is sitting in a safer place.  This is why I don't trade myself or use those on-line tools that make investing less expensive. The people who know what they are doing can look out for me better than I can look out for myself.  I can concentrate on picking out nice outfits, and living a frugal life.

While I was in the money meeting, I got a text from my jeweler. So snobby that I have one?  Well, it was for a birthday present that Tommy had insisted on for the past few years, but I never felt comfortable doing.  I turned my engagement ring from 36 years ago into a necklace, and I just love it. I picked it up on my way home and have been wearing it ever since.  As a service, the jeweler also wrote up a formal appraisal.  My engagement ring was insured, so I needed to replace the coverage for it in its new form.  I got the actual document today and sent it to my agent.  So that's one more thing off of my mental to-do list.

Last night was a nice splurge for us. We took our nephew out for dinner as he is in the area for work.  He gets a per diem, which meant he could get a little extra pay, and we got to spend a couple of hours with him.  I wore a completely thrifted black and white ensemble focusing on a jacket that I've had for a few years, and I do believe was one my 99 cent finds.  My gold jewelry was mostly of the clear sparkling variety to play up the design of my new necklace. And the duck burger and locally brewed lager were exceptional!

My doctor's appointment was frustrating. It was with someone new, and she kept telling me I needed to change my diet and lose weight.  I told her she was wasting her breath.  I cook from scratch and on a budget. I am on my feet all day.  I walk at least a mile five days a week, and swim twice a week.  There is not time or money to do "better!"  And she admitted that none of my statistics (bloodwork, blood pressure, weight, bmi) were in the range where she'd want to "give me a pill."  So duh, I must be doing OK. My OB/Gyn is the complete opposite.  My weight has stayed steady, if not down a bit, over the past five or six years. I am living a happy and engaged life. She doesn't want me to try to change a thing.  As for pills, I did ask for a short cycle of oral steroids because I have bad bursitis in one shoulder.  If the course improves things, I am going to an orthopedist for a cortisone shot.  But with upcoming changes to my health coverage, I don't want to go down the road of a specialist just yet. The situation seems to be improving after just two days of dosing.  So that is good.  How would you have felt if you were in my place? Do you get frustrated that doctors care more about numbers and statistics than evaluating the full life of the patient in front of them?

Frankie banged her head but good yesterday.  Chasing a squirrel. Sending a patio chair flying. And it wasn't a lightweight chair either.  She bounced back fine, while I was alarmed by the boo-boo.  But she's not showing any signs of remorse or injury, so it's all good!

I am curious how any of you think your health and life will be impacted by the current turmoil in our world, and if you see any way to convince health professionals that just staying steady in the face of economic, shady food safety and availability, and medical uncertainty means we should be treated with a little more flexibility and understanding?  Are you as frustrated as I am? Just curious!