Waiting, Waiting, Waiting

Yesterday was "Doctor Day" for Ellen and "MRI Day" for Sharon. Our appointments, which were at the same location were for 9:50 and 10:00. We figured the appointments would be running behind schedule, just because they usually are; so , we took our cheery little selves up to the desk to check in. Ellen asked the girl at the desk if the doctor was running on time. She said, "Yes, he is doing pretty well today." Sharon had several sheets of paper to fill out. Ellen kept texting her little messages. Thirty minutes went by; then, an hour was gone. We both were still sitting. Ellen came over and said hello, and remarked that she was freezing. We both just kept waiting and waiting. Finally, around 11:20, Sharon was called.


The MRI took about forty-five minutes. They had Sharon get on the table in an impossible position and told her not to move. Yeah, RIGHT! About midway through the MRI, the door opened, and the lady technician came in to tell her that she was moving and the images were blurry. She tried again to lie very still. The lady told her not to breathe so fast! When you are already nervous, how can you not breathe so fast? Results should be in next week.

Ellen was called in around 12:30 for her 9:50 appointment. People all around had just about had it waiting so long. They cheered for her as we went to the back. Dr. Westbrook came in, took one look at her knee, and wanted to know how she was doing. Needless to say, she got her return to work permit, and will return to work on Wednesday. Maybe, tomorrow we will take one final picture of her knee. He told her to come back in six months.

School starts for her on August 15th. Wow, what a summer we have had. Until next time. . . . .