Appointments

Kept my doctors appointment this morning, assigned to a nurse practitioner, this is the fourth new person to have seen me since I phoned the doctors many months back. My wife came with me this time, she wanted to ask a few questions etc., as I seemingly don’t ask the right questions. Only kept waiting 5 minutes past my allocated time slot, the nurse looked as puzzled as me as to why I was there? The appointment had been made a while back by the surgery phoning me at home and arranging the date and time. Anyway I told her my life story and she ascertained that I was there for a blood pressure check, weight check and basically all to do with my newly found Chronic Kidney disease, stage 3  for the curious, in other words nothing to be too worried about, but needs monitoring.

Having scanned the computer monitor, the nurse said that it would appear that I have not had a blood pressure check for many a year, not true, just not recorded methinks, anyway I got tested on both arms, similar to getting two blood tests a few weeks back, must be a trend, double checking, maybe the American claim culture has reached the surgery now, as to the results, seemingly a tad on the high side, next appointment in January. Weight check, handed a 10p coin and told to go down the corridor find the machine put in the 10p coin and ticket with details was printed out, no weight change as I expected, so all duly recorded.

Next adventure is Monday 19th December, Lincoln Hospital and the Gastro Clinic, some consultant to assess what he thinks is up with my digestive system. I thought I was going for a endoscope examination, rather got my hopes up that the speed of the NHS was brilliant, not so. I will however ask them to book me in to Louth Hospital for the endoscope examination, why do I need to travel 26 miles, pay extortionate car parking fees for my visit, when Louth Hospital is just up the road. Fingers crossed this can be arranged.

Now that I have got that lot off my mind, thoughts return to Christmas and it is looking like moderation for me this year on the eating and drinking front, Christmas I can hack, but being a Scot requires a bit more participation at New Year or so they tell me. Anyway must keep smiling, “always look on the bright side of life” a good maxim sung by Eric Idle of Monty Python.