Damned Doctor won’t give me another cortisone injection until I have a xray done. The one I had in the elbow is still just holding up but I went back to see if he’d give me a needle in the shoulder. Same arm. I don’t think the elbow will hold for much longer anyway. I was mad for some olives the other day and had to put a fair effort into getting the lid off and the elbow has been sore since. Do the elderly ever eat olives I wonder. I believe the lid was even harder to remove than the old el paso salsa lid.
And after I have the xray I have to have the cortisone injection done by ultrasound. My Doc did the elbow in the surgery but he tells me there’s a tendon in the shoulder that you musn’t hit or you can weaken it which leads to it snapping. Which sounds fairly bad I guess. He said when he was at Bathurst he did them all the time but when he moved here none of the other doctors would do it in the rooms because of the snapping tendon problem.. He ummed and ahhed about it and I said – go on Caesar, don’t doubt yourself. But he said xray first to make sure there’s no bone problem then we’ll talk. And I don’t really mean damned doctor. I really like my doctor. And he bulk billed me which is always good. And the receptionist had just told me a consultation had gone up to $ 66.00. He used to have a little raffle ticket book and he’d tear of a ticket and give it to you to give to the receptionist if he was going to bulk bill you but they took it off him because he was doing it for everyone.
So anyway there’s my day gone. You have to put aside a fair slab of your day to deal with medical appointments. First the obligatory wait at the surgery, then I was driving past the hospital on the way home so dropped in to make an xray appointment and I have to go back at 3.30. So by the time I did the grocery shopping and a couple of bank reconciliations the day is gone.
Oh and I squeezed my 10km run in this morning. And damn that as well because I didn’t make it in 57 minutes. Still under 60 minutes though so still okay. Just had no juice in the tank. On longer run days I need to get up earlier and have something to eat beforehand. Anything I’ve tried though just seems to sit like a big heavy lump in my stomach. Maybe I should just have a glass of milk. Or half a glass. Someone told me that they get up at 5am and have breakfast then go back to bed and sleep for another couple of hours. But I’d never get back to sleep.
Ok – off to put the soup on before I head back to the hospital.