Tuesday, August 12, 2008

ECHO Scheduled

We have the ECHO scheduled for this coming Monday at 2pm. I'm going to go with Keith to the appointment. As part of our prep, Keith is working on a list of questions we want to get answered. I may already feel a little bit sorry for Dr. Grayburn in that I suspect our list is going to be pretty long by the time we get there. (I promise - I'll put the list on the blog along with the answers we get.)

In other activities, I left messages (phone and electronic) for several different cardiologists today in our continuing real-life-game of CLUE. (Instead of it being Colonial Mustard in the library it's going to be "Dr-Blank-in-Blank.") So far, everyone I've spoken with has been disqualified. Bless their hearts, I don't think they understand I've spent my whole life in Operations. I call and ask if they have subvalvular web experience. They either say "No" or "Sure, it's not big deal." Wrong answer on both counts. I want specifics - if you have experience, how much? How MANY procedures this year? I was a bit embarrassed today when I harassed one woman into admitting that their practice has done ONE procedure this year.

Keith got a night off from me glued to the PC, and I went North and had dinner with Shelley and Dad. Shelley is kid-less and Loy-less this week (girls are with Mom/Pat and Loy is traveling on business) so we figured it was a good time to have time with our Daddy. I'd like to think he enjoys the lazer-beam of our collective attention, but I'm not sure it's actually something anyone would genuinely want.

I think we had a nice visit with Dad - saw the pictures from his latest vacation (to the Tetons) and had a delicious dinner at Ali Babba.

Shelley got a "new" (to her) hand-me-down refrigerator from a girlfriend last week and gave her side-by-side to Dad. After a couple of days of looking at it in the middle of the room all agreed it's just not going to fit into the hole in Dad's kitchen. (Is this failing a basic math, physics or geometry calculation?) After offering the refrigerator to Jessie (too hard to get to Austin) I decided I'd take it for Keith and I as our ice maker has been down for a couple of months.

It's getting late, but I have to share with all you that I just love Gary Renfro. Every family should be so lucky to have a mover. Gary went to Dad's earlier this week to move the refrigerator in; came back tonight to move it out; and then went back to Dad's later tonight to get the refrigerator and bring it down to our house where he also hooked up the ice maker. Do I need to mention that he was cheerful the entire time? A marriage counselor isn't a bad investment in an marriage, but having a man (other than your husband) at the ready to cheerfully deal with this kind of problem (for $85 tonight) is just a joy. We may have this heart issue to deal with, but in other areas we are living large. Next time you come over, make your ice selection - cubes or crushed.

2 comments:

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